Judy P's Tickle Trunk

….or the last in a series of Engagement Ring Bling entries.

Let the bells ring out and the banners fly.  I have come to the end of the ring bling series and am now sporting the real thing on the fourth digit of my left hand – I’ll show you later but first allow me catch up with the last few weeks of Ring Bling.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rings 15 and 16 were converted to ‘graduation’ rings and given as a thank you gift to my physiotherapy students – we made a splendid team and they were most helpful, not just in the physio work way, but in wedding planning as well. They had the final word on my choice of shoes as you will see later.

Week 18 found me wearing no bling at all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You just can’t mess about with boats with big fancy rings on your fingers. So I gave up my girlie ways for a week and learned to mix concrete, build a mooring from old buckets (my last year’s mooring was stolen from the beach across from the house where it was waiting to be carried across the road for the winter – they took weight, ball and all) and launch same mooring without flipping the boat over. I haven’t tried rowing with my definitive ring; I may just have to tie it to the string on my rubber boot when I do.  In the meantime, after dark, I was on the hunt for the perfect shoes to wear for the ceremony.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The final ring was glorious and seemed a good conglomeration of the rings which preceded.

 

 

So on June 22, 2102 I rowed to the altar, bare-fingered, and exchanged rings with my sweetheart, now my husband and sweetheart, Lance.

And so with our fourth fingers well adorned we have set about honeymooning in Milton, our own special paradise.

Wedding photos are in the works. Lots more to come.

(c) Judy Parsons 2012