Tuesday, January 20, 2009
farewell my love
Two different stupid lazy jewelers who obviously do not want my business, but one prognosis: no go. This setting cannot be sized down from a 7 to a 4. Just my luck. The only skinny thing on my freaking body is (are?) my fingers. So back it went. Of course there is more to this story, but my texting skills are not up to it and I am posting this from my phone. Suffice it to say, THIS IS NOT THE END OF THIS!
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4 comments:
WAIT! jesus, god, i'm a size 7 finger! please! i have money and no husband to yammer at me. WAIT! seriously.
I do believe these are signs pointing to Give it up, girlfriend.
I think your soul will rejoice after the initial sorrow.
Oh, say it ain't so! We've got to hear the rest of this story.
Ask them if they can put another smaller ring inside that one or something. Can't they do stuff like that?
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