The ring

Back in August 2006, Bill asked me, "So... if I ever did propose, what kind of ring would you want?" There was some discussion and a bit of back and forth about this via email.

Me: Well, I don't want to wear two rings for the rest of my life [my thought: one more thing to lose] so how about a big fun ring that I can wear later on my right hand?

Bill: Ok.

I waffled for a bit on what kind of stone to choose -- if you know me, you know I like big rings. Really big rings. Like "inappropriate to buy a diamond that size" big rings. So I was thinking of other jewels that I love and I thought of pearls.

Me: How about this one? (and I sent him a link)

Bill: Ok.

And then we never really discussed it again.

Almost two years later, Bill kept that link, bought that ring, and presented it to me in a surprise proposal:

(I had the worst time getting a good photo of my actual ring, so I took this photo from American Pearl. If you like pearls, check out that site -- lovely, lovely things.)

As hard as it is to get a photo of it on its own (Pearls are tricky! Who knew? It's luster, baby, luster!), it's even harder to get a good photo of it on my hand, but here's one that shows that it's, um, well, it's BIG:

I luuuurve it!

At some point in the next year or so, we'll need to pick my wedding band. Decisions, decisions. If you keep readin' along with this blog, you'll get a full Ring Report as it happens.

Meanwhile, we already have Bill's band, as he is going to wear his dad's. It has stood strong for over 40 years, so we're sure it's got at least another 40 in it.
-kelly