The Case of the Missing Rings

(Above: Jess and I at Cherish 2007)
Last night our dear friend Jess came over for dinner. It was a yummy meal of pasta with pesto and mascarpone cheese. I also made some homemade bread sticks...all gluten free of course. While kneading the dough, I slipped off my rings so that they didn't get included in the mixture. After we had devoured the meal, and were sitting in the living room enjoying a nice cup of tea and chatting, I noticed my rings were gone. So, I jumped up to get them, and to my surprise they weren't there. After 3 hours of taking apart our entire kitchen (literally taking the cabinets off the walls and moving the oven), we found the beloved rings in the trash can, covered in dough. I am so thankful for my loving husband who took up the awful task of going through the trash with his bare hands, and for putting up with my crying as I thought about my irreplaceable Tiffany's Engagement ring he so lovingly bought a few years ago. I am also thankful for Jess, for being by our side and supporting us during our mini crisis. Just another night at the Parrys house.