
Originally Posted by
demigraf
Great story about your gangsta gramma, Erin. (omg... so funny - autocorrect started to suggest "gangster" but stopped when it saw "gangsta". Like it was saying, "that's fine. we're cool with that word." or maybe it just felt threatened by it and backed off. Lol!)
I only wear my wedding band (I had a jeweler copy a Tiffany design) post-baby because my engagement ring is too sharp. I cut B a few times when B's was a baby and still lift him a lot, so until I stop having to hoist kids, the pointy ring stays in its box.
When DH proposed to me, he used a hideous bubblegum pink glass ring. I took one look at it and him down on one knee, and the thought that went thru my head was: "oh well, this will be the first of many times I'll settle for less than I'd hoped because I love this man." Turns out he'd left the real ring at home because we were out of the country at the time and he was afraid to bring it. The real ring is simple and delicate and not completely to my taste, but I love it because DH went to great pains to research diamonds and pick this one out, and in a way it shows me he sees me as more rare and precious (and girly!) than I see myself. In fact, he'd bought one ring for me, but couldn't take his mind off this one he'd been contemplating, which was a little bit more. So he took the first one back and exchanged it for the one he gave me.
He lost his own hammered white gold wedding band 3 months after our wedding. He was surprised I didn't get mad at him. I just bought him a silver lookalike on ebay. Then another few months go by and he finds his ring up in the towels where he'd left it while folding laundry. So now his silver lookalike ring and my pink bubblegum fake engagement ring hang out in the box with my engagement ring. They're all friends.