Hidden Picture

It's time to play "Hidden Picture" game!
Do you see anything abnormal about this picture of my minivan's dashboard?
How about now?
Does this picture help you see it better?
Yes, that is my beautiful engagement ring about three weeks ago, when I was the genius who said to my wonderful fiance', "I think my ring is getting looser on my finger. I was at workout class and it nearly flew off when I did this..."

I then proceeded to shake my hands back and forth, and, as I had anticipated, my ring flew off my finger toward the driver's seat, TOWARD THE OPEN DRIVER'S WINDOW, and THANKFULLY ricocheted off Chris' fingers at the top of the steering wheel and deflected into the deep crevice of my dashboard.

It took four people, a small tool and about 20 minutes to get the ring successfully recovered. I am currently without my ring, but thankfully, it is safely at the jeweler's getting resized... not lost in a car dashboard.

Comittment

I have a temporary engagement ring these days...

My real engagement ring is on its way to Tulsa to be resized and engraved and so I have a temporary replacement ring from Claire's. Even this ring had to be resized -- which in the case of the temporary ring meant that Chris squashed it until it was small enough to stay on my finger.

I want my real ring back... although I am grateful that Chris and my commitment to each other and to our upcoming marriage is stronger than any piece of jewelry and our commitment is no way wavers when the jeweled representation of that commitment is gone.

Engagement: The Ring

I have to ask... am I the only girl who suddenly caught myself looking at my hands, oh, I don't know... 500 times a day once there was a beautiful, sparkling ring on it?

In my case, I not only do I look at my hand 500 times a day, but I also take pictures of my hand with its new, sparkling, symbol of Chris' and my commitment.

The following pictures were taking on our Christmas travels:






I'm just giddy with excitement and love every time I see it sparkling at me. I love knowing that I wear a symbol on my hand that I am Chris' intended, betrothed, bride-to-be.

Am I the only one out there completely joyful and giddy and photo-crazy about my ring, or have other brides-to-be experienced similar reactions?