It’s quite unfortunate really. I wish the reason was because my fingers were all fat and swollen. But it’s not. And before y’all congratulate Bert for having the manhood to leave me (considering I’m quite the miserable b*tch), just know that he’s hanging in there!!
Last Sunday I looked to down to notice a huge hole in my engagement ring. You know the little spot where the diamond goes. GONE. No diamond. Just a gaping hole. I freaked. I looked everywhere. I even stuck my hand in the garbage disposal – please note this is the first (and last) time I have done this. I could not find it anywhere.
I knew I had to tell the hubs and quite frankly it made me nauseous. I woke him up early for work and broke the news. Apparently he had some awesome dreams because he wasn’t even mad! We have insurance on the ring and since it’s not exactly my fault that the diamond fell out, the jewelry store is replacing the diamond at no cost to us.
Thank you sweet baby Jesus!!! Now the only problem is waiting on them to do this. They are not in any hurry. I assure you! I mean do they know how long I had to
bitch wait to get that ring? And my band is sautered (is this a word?) to the engagement ring so no ring for me.
I had every intention of taking a picture for the blog but I forgot and the jewelry store has my ring. I know I suck at the whole picture thing. :)
In other news, booo for Alabama losing to The Mad Hatter. I was beyond pissed. It was a sad day at the Denton household after that loss.
Hope y’all have a great week!!