Tuesday, July 7, 2009

7 Years...what-what?!

I remember when we were newly married and we'd meet those people in the ward who had been married for 7 years and look at them like wow, that's like forever already, and they just seemed really old and kind of boring. Well, that's us, I guess.

Todd and I celebrated our 7th anniversary on Sunday. It was pretty much a normal Sunday for us, although I guess we did show up an hour late to church, so that made it interesting! We are still on west coast time here, amazingly, and I was not about to end that streak-I tell you what!(Picked that up from my sister's neighbor in Utah.)

But that husband of mine played a mean trick on me all in the name of love, so he says. The day I was leaving for the airport with the 3 kids and my parents I realized I hadn't seen or worn my ring for the past day. So once I realized it, among all the other last minute things you're trying to get done to get your family packed and out the door, we all went on a hunt for my wedding ring. After tearing the place a part, shedding some sorrowful tears, and trying to convince myself that Chase had not thrown it down the toilet (which he's known for) or in the garbage (which he's also known for) or out the window (always a possibility when you're irrational and panicked over your ring) I told myself it was still in the apartment and I'd just have to do a more thorough search when I returned back in 3 weeks.

SO...the next day I sobbed to Todd on the phone telling him how Chase MUST HAVE thrown it down the toilet because it was NOWHERE. And I told him how sick I was over it and asked him if he had taken it to have it reset or anything. To which he replied, "No, but that would've been a good idea."

After I returned to New York, the very first thing I did after waking up after our post red-eye flight nap was ransack the apartment looking for that DAMNed ring. It put me in a terrible mood which sadly Todd got the brunt of on the phone so he texted me telling me to stop looking for it because he had found it while I was away and was going to surprise me when he got back from Philly.

So later that night he came home and busted out this little jewelry box with a ring that resembled my ring. That little brat had taken my ring the day before I left for my trip and had gotten it reset and lied to me for 3 WEEKS and made me agonize over it all so that he could surprise me for our anniversary. I was mad for about 1 second until I put that little beauty on. This one is rounded unlike my original, making the band itself thinner and the diamonds are in a more traditional pave setting where in the original one the diamonds were lined up next to one another. And it's smaller so it won't fly off my finger and land in someone's cleavage. No lie, that happened. I forget who's cleavage though, if you want to claim that, definitely leave a comment...if anyone is even still reading this.




9 comments:

Ann said...

Gorgeous ring. Devious son. Your former ring never got near my cleavage.

Meagan said...

I totally felt your pain while reading this. There is no worse feeling than thinking you've lost your wedding ring. I'm surprised/appaled that Todd could keep the lie going that long. Beautiful end to the story though. Oh-and I think my utter lack of any cleavage counts me out of the "cleavage catch".

Lacey said...

If I had a cleavage I would claim it...oh and I LOVE your new ring. Go Todd!

Nancy said...

To think I sorted through several bags of trash and dirty diapers looking for that ring. I deserve to wear that beautiful ring for an hour or so! Ashley you ruined his surprise.

Andi said...

I love the ring, it's beautiful! I need to get mine resized too. Mark and I haven't worn our rings in forever because they don't fit anymore. Maybe that's a good idea for our anniversary next week!

Jessica Sorensen said...

he even let you get to the point of tears? I would be mad too. Happy Anniversary 7 years is a long time, but I don't think you guys are old or boring.

The Riesenberg Family said...

Ashley, Tyson and I have been married for 12 years next month! Ever since we moved back into the ward, Tyson says, "We are the Pilkingtons now! With our four kids, we must look pretty old." So I don't tell anyone who moves in that I am the mother of four kids. I like to think that I am still young and hip. After all, I did get married when I was 18!

Brooke said...

Hmmmm, I'm guessing Megan P's cleavage:)

Brooke and Tyler Todd said...

I can't believe he kept the secret as you sobbed to him on the phone. What a sweet hubby though!