yep. you read right. he's lost the wedding ring. he lost it a few weeks ago actually, but i'm just now coming to the realization that it might actually be gone.
see, he was working on the house.... outside of the house.... and he was wearing it. he was shoveling and doing a bunch of manly stuff that i totally love him for and makes him even that much more hot in my eyes. but then he lost it. and he's not quite sure where. or when. was it in the backyard? was it in the front? he doesn't know.
but you have to love the man that rents a metal detector the very next day with the hopes of finding it. i mean, that's some serious dedication.
but now the reality is starting to set in. the reality that means we may never find his ring again. that his poor ring is sitting somewhere, cold and lonely. all alone. just waiting for us to find it and pick it up. it even sends me dreams. 2 of them to be exact. but i still can't find it. and it's really kind of sad. and i hate the fact that he goes to bed with no ring on anymore. and that we can't do "wonder married powers, activate"... and that he lost the ring we exchanged on our wedding day. when i think about it that way, i almost start to cry. so i don't think about that way.
i'm guessing though that boyfriend isn't the first (and most likely not the last) to lose his wedding ring. i'm just wondering though, doesn't it normally take them longer to lose?? sheesh.