Ode to my engagement ring

Holy smokes! So I found my ring yesterday. It had been missing for about 2 months and I hadn't told anybody but Spencer and Gaynell because I felt super DUMB for having lost it. The thing is I thought it either had to have fallen out of "THE tray" into the kitchen trash or it was somewhere "safe" and would eventually turn up. I only normally wear it on Sundays, maybe on dates or whatever when I won't be doing dishes, folding laundry or handling Addie too much. But still I missed it so much. It's the fanciest and most expensive piece of jewelery I have and I'm not really that INto jewelery but everytime I put it on I would feel just a little more fancy and a little bit more special or pretty or whatever and after it was gone I felt like a loser that took the symbolism of it for granted.

Well yesterday while retrieving my phone out from under my bed, where I had looked several times, I found a headband that I hadn't worn for a while and grabbed it and put it away. Later in the day I thought "hey I should wear that headband," so I went to put it on and low and behold? my ring was attached to my headband. Obviously one weary night I had fallen into bed with a headband and ring on and stuck them together (so my ring wouldn't get LOST) and was totally out of it and then it fell behind the bed. Anyway I just wanted to do this post to remind anyone that might not be super cautious to be a little more careful and spare yourself the torment and silent self-loathing that I inflicted upon myself by not putting my ring in its box. DuMB!!

We did this photo to mock people who's engagement photo centered around the ring, it does show it nicely though.

Gadzooks! Fake nails are so not me and never were. What was I thinking? That freaks me out. And no thats not chocolate it's my nasty ol' pinky mole.