Not my crowning glory

Magnet #237 - Queen Mary I (r. 1553-1558)

Queen Mary I was the daughter of King Henry and Catherine of Aragon. Today's magnetpost actually has a little more to do with Mary II, but I don't have a magnet for her.

You know how you meet someone on a night out on the town, and it's going well, and both of you are giddy in hazy like? And then...someone says something that you know you can't come back from?

Yeah. that was me. Sealing my fate with this guy...and perhaps all Irishmen.

The night was going really, really well. He was pretty darn nice, had a good job working at Chase, pretty darn cute, and Irish. Then we started talking about his Claddagh ring.

A Claddagh, for those of you who don't know, is an Irish ring, a symbol of friendship or love. The first recorded Claddagh was produced during the reign of Mary II. I'd bought each of my sisters one when I was in Dublin years before - I can't remember what spurred on their attachment to this ring, but there you have it. The point is that I knew better.

So Cuteboy is quizzing me on which direction meant what, and then asking me what each symbol means. We're bent over his hand, heads close together, shutting out the rest of the world (or at least the rest of the bar).

He points to the hands. Friendship, I say.

He points to the heart. Love, I say.

He points to the crown. The Queen, I say.

Sigh. I said it without thinking and with a couple of Tom Collins, Splash of Crans in me. I knew the answer was loyalty, I totally did. I don't know why the hell I said the Queen.

Double sigh. I knew the second I said it, the evening was dead in the water. When I looked up into his eyes, he confirmed it.

Sooooo not my best moment. And soooo not making that mistake again.