I received some sad news on my way home from college. I no longer have my beautiful wedding ring and band to put on my finger. Here is the story. Jane is me.
Jane decides to clean her rings.
Jane puts the rings in the cup with soapy water in the kitchen.
Jane forgets about the rings.
In the morning, husband sees a cup with dirty water and dumps it in the sink.
In the evening, while Jane is in school, mom cooks dinner and washes dishes. Yes, she turns on the disposal.
Mom pulls out my rings. All banged up. No diamond.
Jane comes home and is handed an envelope by daughter labeled" A bad news for mommy" with the things in side.
What can I say. At least it was a group effort. Initiated by my stupidity.
Jane (holding pieces of precious metals): Well, now you know what to get me for Valentine's Day.
Husband: Yes, another disposable ring.
Jane: Right. I sure deserve it.
On the other hand, if I ever get to crash the Novyi Russkiy (New Russians) or United Arab Emirates party, I will be completely honest, when while contributing to the conversation, I will add that I too, have thrown diamonds down the drain.