jewel

my wedding ring is inside this box:

it's strange (and hard!) to have it here, in my possession, but unable to wear it for another five months. i took some photos of the ring itself, but they didn't come out very well-- i'll try again soon using pat's camera, it tends to do a better job than my highly-portable yet limited-functionality camera.

it took a couple trips to see serena before i was ready to pick out my ring. a lot goes into a decision about a ring you'll be wearing for the rest of your life, a ring that's full of more symbolism than any other piece of jewelry.  like my engagement ring, the band is also an antique and it's also from the 1930s. i went in thinking i wanted a plain band, but it turns out they just didn't look right with my engagement ring. there were so many beautiful antique wedding bands to choose from, but the one i chose was the only one that looked right when paired with my engagement ring.

i love how when we make appointments with serena she calls it an appointment to "look at jewels", and after my ring had been resized she called to say my "jewel" was ready. so much prettier than the word "bling"!


we're headed to albany this weekend to look at tuxes for pat and to continue the search for his wedding band. we thought we'd found it, but the first plan didn't work out, so the hunt continues. we also may have found our centerpieces... we'll see.