Last night MS and I were driving home from hunting and in the midst of our conversation about wedding bands for him, he said something that took me by surprise. I stopped talking, looked at him and asked, What did you say?! Nothing. He smiled, shook his head, Nothing. I kept at him, and finally he repeated what he had said the first time, Your ring should be done being sized. MY RING?! He has a ring for me!!! The only thing that could have made me happier at that moment was if he had actually given me a ring! So now, I need to rest easy that he does have a ring and just wait impatiently until he finally asks me.
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