I Got Engaged

Newsletter 2021-08-30

I’m engaged. You might find that news confusing because, to all outward appearances (and in a very literal, legally binding sense), I’ve been married for quite some time. Lola and I have built a life together that includes a house and four kids and two pigs, commitments that will keep us tied together till death if we’re lucky—and past death if we’re not. It’s a little late to back out now. But in a more symbolic sense, Lola and I are much less married now than we used to be. She had three rings—an engagement ring, a wedding band, and an anniversary band—but since early July, she’s been down to just one. She broke off one of the cathedrals (the sticky-up part next to the center diamond) on her engagement ring under circumstances that are questionable at best. She says it probably happened putting on or taking off latex gloves at her lab, but I suspect what happens at fight club stays at fight club. The wedding band is soldered to the engagement ring, so when we dropped it off for repa…