MISSING

MISSING: One diamond ring presented to me by my husband to be, September 30, 2001, at the Chapel of Love, Las Vegas, NV.EVENTS LEADING UP TO THE DISAPPEARANCE: On Friday, Jack's head was looking a little dry. So, I got some lotion and brought it out by the couch to apply. I took off my ring so it wouldn't get lotion stuck in its crevices and between my finger. While I was rubbing in the lotion, Max came over and grabbed "Mommy's special ring." He likes to put it on and I thought I'd just get it back from him when I was done. Well, since I am completely batty, by the time I was done with the lotion, I forgot Max took it. It wasn't until an hour later that I remembered and asked him where it was. He told me it was on the table. It wasn't on the table. I frantically looked for the rest of the day and couldn't find the ring anywhere. Even after Blake came home, we spent the rest of the night looking for it. No where. We really did look everywhere. We took everything off the shelves and out of the drawers. We looked under (and in) the fridge, stove, and dishwatsher. At one point Max told me he put the ring in his mouth; so yes, we were even looking there. Max thought it was a fun game and tore the books off the shelf even after I had put them back. We basically came to terms with the fact that when we found it, it wouldn't be until we moved, if we found it at all. And Blake couldn't even be mad at me since he already lost his ring on our trip to Missouri. I had no one to blame but myself. FOUND: Today I went to get a specific blanket out of our blanket basket to curl up and read a book. When I pulled the blanket (about 2 down) off, I saw the most beautiful sparkle ever! My ring! I swear I even looked in the basket. I guess I just didn't go deep enough. I can now sleep tonight and will never again take my ring off to save it from a little lotion.