The Rock Martini

By: Marjie Martini

As always insight comes to me in the latest hour of the evening. This evening was very enlightening but also equally disturbing. I am always intrigued when I am introduced to a new martini, particularly one that glitters like gold and sparkles like diamonds. We all know that woman love diamonds but what was disturbing was the realization that a lot of the female population are obsessed with getting “the ring.” Now I am going out on a limb here, because it is not like me to ditch my own sex, but I have to call women on this crap!

More importantly of course is the martini. This is a killer martini, completely lovely in every way. The Rock is a mind blowing blend of Amaretto and Raspberry Liquor. Wow!

But wait; then you add some vanilla vodka and a splash of orange juice and lime cordial. The Wow becomes superb. This is a great concoction because it is sweet, without being sickly and it is nice and strong but does not taste like straight alcohol. I had this martini garnished with an orange twist, a bit different then the orange slice but as I took my first sip I thought about how life is never straight, it is always twisted. With that thought my girlfriends sat down at the bar beside me and ordered their first Rock martinis.

The conversation was quickly dominated by the latest crisis, which was actually an on going crisis, but tonight it was increasingly intense. The crisis was “is he ever going to pop the question.” It amazes me how many hours I have discussed this issue with many different women. Now I know woman spend a lot of time discussing stuff but this is a huge topic that comes around and around again. I am positive that men never spend this much time discussing anything, except maybe golf, but they never spend this much time discussing marriage. My girlfriend was having a melt down because she had just celebrated her 7 th year anniversary and her boyfriend had not proposed. She was back to the question of how long does she wait for him to pop the question? She had decided that she wanted to move on with their lives and get married and have kids. As we all ordered another Rock martini the discussion got very heated.

I think the heat was fueled by the fact that a casual acquaintance had stopped by to say Hi and flashed us her new and very large diamond ring. I watched my girlfriends face fill with envy and

“I knew that it was going to be a multiple martini evening.”

God help me I thought as I took another sip. Sure enough as soon as our visitor had departed, she was on a rampage about why she was the only one without an engagement ring. My comment was that I could not believe that this woman had the arrogance to gloat about the fact that her fiancé had sold his truck to buy her a $20 000.00 ring. How materialistic was this woman who manipulated the man she loves into selling his vehicle to put a ring on her finger. “It is ridiculous, I stated.” My girlfriend just glared at me and continued on with her venting about not having a ring and having a boyfriend who was scared of marriage.

After having a few martinis I had to burst her bubble and call her on the crap. I asked her what difference a ring and marriage would make. They had already been together for 7 years, they had a great relationship and it was obvious that he loved her very much. Was she willing to give up a good relationship because he was not into getting married? Was she willing to lose the man she loved over the desire to have a diamond ring and a wedding? What was the big deal about getting married? She stated that she needed to have the commitment from him. After 7 years he needed to make a decision and commit. So I asked the taboo question, What if he proposed without the diamond ring. Would she get married without the ring? Absolutely not, what is the point! She stated. And there it was right out in front of us, it was all about the ring. It had nothing to do with the commitment or love; it was all about the stupid materialistic ring. We quickly diverted to another topic before a full on bitch fight broke out. Later in the evening as we poured my girlfriend into a cab and sent her home. We could not help but feel sorry for her obsession with the ring and marriage.

Conclusion:

On my own cab ride home I could not help but think that so many women are obsessed with the idea of getting married and the diamond ring. They push the men they are with to pop “the question” and in the process drive the men that love them away. Is a relationship about the lifelong commitment to the person you love, or is it about how big the diamond ring is? As I looked down at my bare left hand I smiled. I would rather have a relationship that is satisfying like the blend of the Amaretto and Raspberry liquor in the Rock martini, verses having “the ring”. Now don’t get me wrong, I love diamonds! However, I would rather buy my own Rock, and that ring will sit on my right hand as a symbol of how much I love myself. As I closed my eyes and relived the flavors of the Rock martini, I realized that life is not as twisted as I thought; it is a simple or as complicated as you make it.

Intuitive Thoughts By Marjie Martini

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