I took The Ring to the jeweler's for its six month inspection last night.
Aww. The Ring is growing up so fast. It got cleaned and inspected and it played nice with several different Wedding Bands as I paraded through the store with wide eyes and big dreams.
Three carats? No problem! Ahem, uh. I kid, I kid.
I may or may not have found the perfect accompaniment, however. And adding a wedding band to this sucker seems almost out of control. So much sparkly! Sigh...
OK, I'm done. Promise.
Anyhow, just thought I'd let you know Mom and Ring are doing just fine, six months after purchase.
Aww. See? Remember when I got it? Sigh.