Thursday, December 17, 2009
Don't know if you remember our adventures at Melissa's wedding last November, but one of them included one of her many adorable siblings pointing out that my diamond was no longer in my ring. Blessings of blessings, it was on the floor directly below where we were sitting. I tucked it safely away and moved my anniversary band over to hold it's place. How else would I ward off all those potential suiters?
Knowing that we bought the ring in Little Rock, I assumed I had to take it back there to get fixed. Long story short, there's a local jeweler owned by the same company. EGAD! 12 months later, I take the ring in and get it back w/in 2 weeks.
I'm giddy. Like a newly engaged 21-year-old! So excited that I'm even willing to post this disporportioned pic of myself.
And did I mention Russ' new blog? Cuz, it's awesome.