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Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Lonely Ring
This morning it took me a little while to realize my alarm was going off. Mr. had left an hour ago. As I walked past his 'office' on the way to the bathroom, I noticed his wedding ring sitting on his desk. If he hadn't made a special point last night to tell me he loves me, it probably would have taken me longer to remember he's in labor & delivery this week.
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My DH is an internal medicine intern and rarely wears his ring to work. He probably could get away with wearing it most days, but one of his friends in med school lost his wedding ring at the hospital so many times that DH is afraid to risk it. So I have to "remarry" him whenever we go somewhere other than the hospital :)
Haha, yeah, Mr. already lost his original ring in the ocean this summer. And, in fact, his real ring didn't get in in time for the wedding, so he had to wear one that was too big for the pictures and the honeymoon.
The real question, though, is how are all my friends who are nurses supposed to meet a nice, single doctor when the married ones can't wear their rings? ;)
Maybe he needs to get a ring tattoo :)
Well, since Mr. isn't a rock star, and I'm neither Pam Anderson nor the pregnant teenage daughter of a Vice Presidential candidate, I think we'll pass on the tattoo ring. :)
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