Ring in the Christmas Cheer

“Put a ring on it,” had become my mantra for the month of December. Every time Lo would rib me about looking at an attractive woman crossing the street or her friend Brenda’s coming on to me (which she did repeatedly, despite my making plain as day the arrangement) or my gregariousness with females (what she calls ‘flirting’ and I call ‘being friendly’), I would turn to her and say, “Put a ring on it and lock that shit down!” That was usually followed immediately by a swift punch in the arm from her. Little did she know that the reason for my constant teasing her in this manner was because I had made up in…