By popular and unpopular demand, The Object That Shall Not Be Named (and its solitary companion):
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Certain individuals keep telling me that I should be a writer (Hi Mom). This is probably as close as I'll ever come to making that happen.
25 May, 2006
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Crying Fowl
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8 comments:
princess cut is my favorite. very nice.
Actually, the point of the posting isn't the engagement ring; it's the new wedding band.
There's not much of a story, really. Turtle has wanted a different wedding band for almost as long as we've been married, and we found this one for her while on St. Thomas.
Eric: Come on, don't be disingenuous. You know you were wanting an excuse to buy a great big, flat, new one.
Nice!
I "accidentally" opened this post up last night, while hubby was looking over my shoulder. "What's that?" he asked. "Oh, that's just The Ring that Foo bought for Turtle, not something I'd want at all." See, for him, it's all about reverse psychology. That was just step 1. ;-)
"Who's Foo and why'd he buy a ring for a turtle?"
This is going to take some work. ;-)
The engagement ring that Foo gave me 5 years ago has a thick band and sits up higher than my original wedding band. It's also too wide for my short, stubby fingers. I wanted a narrower wedding band, so that I could wear my engagement ring. For every day, I still wear my original wedding band.
Ladies, FYI, the princess cut is the most expensive cut you can get. The more facets, the better sparkle. You also want clarity. Of course, your husbands will kill me, because it's also the most expensive. :)
I asked Foo for a small quality diamond not lots of carats. I'd rather have lots of sparkle! Besides, a 5 carat ring looks awful on small hands.
Wow... Now THATS a face-cutter. Hehe.
Okie dokie - now I want one. Hey, is that the woven fabric of blue denim jeans in the background?
Anne: It's my denim shorts you see in the background.
Glad you like the rings, ladies! I know I'm proud. Foo says he knows that it was worth it every time I look at them he hears "cha ching," so it pays itself off. I'm one lucky gal.
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