Monday, December 15, 2008


Well, Scott went shopping yesterday. At a jewelry store.

I saw the bag.

And now, knowing me too well, he has hidden it. Very, very well. No box, no bag, no receipt. I can almost guarantee, after TWO HOURS of searching closets, crawl spaces, drawers, cabinets, the cellar, garage, both of his cars and the refrigerator, that it is not in the house.

You know what's worse than wondering if you're going to get engaged soon? Knowing you are. Knowing it's there... inches away from your pretty lil well-manicured finger, but not knowing when the handsome guy you fell in love with years ago will finally get down on one knee.

And then the real fun begins. :-)

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