No, I am not going to write about that Japs horror movie. In term of horror movie, I am a sissy girl to the bones. It’s about my wedding ring. Well, my engagement ring to be precised. When we got married, we still used the same ring we had when we got engaged. We just moved it from left hand to the right hand. And a year after, we moved it back to the left hand because we both had gained weight and it could not fit our right hands anymore. Tee hee.

And on Sunday when we were having one of those tour de mall to buy Idul Fitri stock and were on our way to Plaza Senayan, hubby suddenly came up with the idea to buy a new pair of wedding rings. Huh? What do you mean by that? Are you planning to re-married inspired by my previous posts or what? Hubby explained that it seemed to be a good idea to have new one and kept the old one for future investment. Future investment? Selling our wedding ring so we could finance something like…my son’s university? Selling my wedding ring??? I thought that’s what an insurance for! My mind seemed a bit fuzzy for the moment before I calmed down a bit and see the lighter side of the offer. Hey, a girl won’t turn down an offer of a diamond, yes?

So impulsively, we browsed around the jewel shop eyeing every wedding rings. We giggled endlessly when one of the young storekeeper asked us about the date. I wonder whether we look like a couple who will get married for the first time or the second time or the third time. Did we look like divorcee or widow? The young man seemed puzzled when we explained that we have gotten married more than 8 years a go and just like to buy a pair of new rings. That’s all. But it was fun process and brought back a lot of wonderful memory when hubby and I browsed around the mall 10 years a go looking for engagement ring.

Our engagement/wedding ring is of 22K gold. From the outside, it’s the classic perfect circle. But what people can’t see is, there are little diamond embedded inside. Not in the outside. That’s the meaning of that ring. Love is for you to feel in the inside. Lets keep the diamond inside. Close to your skin, your vein and your heart. Others don’t have to see. That’s what love is. You don’t have to show it, but you have to be able to feel it. It’s private for you and your partner. It’s not for public consumption. It’s for you and only you.

However, our new ring who made me fell in love right away now have diamond in the outside. I think a girl in my age will always be in narsistic mood. It’s of white gold and it has a perfect medium size diamond in the middle. When I put it in my right ring finger I almost could not take my eyes of it for it glew shimmering under the light like a fairy’s dust. I felt like Frodo. Mesmerized by a ring. I told hubby firmly that this is what I want. After the 6 shops we went, this is what I want. I don’t want any other ring. Hubby agreed and the deal was made. The shopkeeper was very nice and promised that it will be ready by end of this month. Perfect timing.

And another surprise apparently is waiting, I got an early birthday gift of a pair of diamond earings too. Solitaires. Yay! Thanks hubby, I love you…what a perfect day.

P.S the only thing hubby said was that to make sure not to take it out and leave it anywhere otherwise I would loose it. He is fully aware how forgetful I am. Hehehe…