To cap off a bummer of a summer, Pigeon ate my wedding rings Thursday night!!!!!!! It was my last day of the nanny gig, and no one was around to celebrate with me. I took off my rings to give myself a little manicure as I was watching "The Hand that Rocks the Cradle." I walked into the kitchen for 10 minutes or so (posted a blog), then I walked back in the living room. I heard her chewing on something and I pulled the mangled wedding band from her mouth. I immediately started crying. Hysterical crying. I looked everywhere for the antique engagement ring, but no luck. I called Dan, who is in Seattle, in complete hysterics. After he got over the inital trauma of thinking I was dying, he voiced his sympathy...that's all he could really do.
So, I have been on the lookout for Pigeon to shit a diamond ring. Fingers crossed. It's been two days. How long should I be looking for this? It's to the point that I am worried I've passed it over in my quest of flattening dog shit in a plastic bag. As far as the wedding band goes, it is mangled. The definition of the word. Not sure if it's repairable...and if it is, it will probably cost money I don't have.
This is how I am ending my summer.
2 comments:
I was so sad when I saw your status yesterday. That is such a bummer, especially when you were by yourself! I hope you find the engagement ring--it's gorgeous!
I hope your last few days of summer make up for all of the crap you've been through recently. Good luck!!
did you find your ring?
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