When I started karate, I used to take my jewelry off before class and put it back on afterwards. Soon it began to be too much trouble going through all this. After a time, I just stopped wearing it altogether.
Recently, since it looks like my karate days are over for a while--the dojo being closed and all-- I decided to look for some of my old rings and start wearing them again. I had this one little gold ring that I really liked. I looked through my two main jewelry boxes, but didn't find it. However, in my search for the elusive gold band, I did find this.
Then I remembered that I had a more authentic looking One Ring, complete with a certificate certifying that is is an authentic replica of the One Ring used in the movies. So I started looking everywhere for that One Ring.
I didn't find it, but I did manage to stab my finger on an old fishhook that had somehow found its way into one of my jewelry boxes.
Sigh, and I wonder why I can't seem to find a husband.
2 comments:
So does that make this one the Other Ring? ;)
You have fishhooks in your jewelry box; I just found two little blasters that belong to Star Wars action figures in my sewing box. We're so alike in some ways. :)
I have a whole box of Star Wars figures somewhere. I even have one of the original Yodas from back in the 80s.
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