Me, about a week ago: Let’s not get wedding rings!
Dan: Cool!
Me: You could get me an iPhone instead…
Dan: *gives me one of those looks*
Dan, a few days ago: We could get tattoos instead of wedding rings…
Me: *suddenly remembers the pain of getting a tattoo*
Me, this morning while I’m cleaning my teeth: I want a wedding ring! I want a diamond!
Dan, in the shower: That is the complete opposite of what you said last week! *shakes his head and pulls his hair out*
It’s so much fun being female and indecisive between wanting something sparkly and wanting to buck society’s traditions. FUN FUN FUN!
Funny, we have been having the same discussion this week. I can’t decide what I want either…and I have had a while to think about it.
I am liking the iphone idea!
the only trouble with an iphone is what it would represent when it breaks, as everything apple-related eventually does.
i have visions of a sex and the city-esque conversation… “just get me a really big closet”
(how about a flight to the uk? ;))
@Leigh: get a cupcake-shaped diamond/diamante ;)
HARRIET! you could be onto something. except for the whole dan-not-flying thing. maybe he can come by boat ;)
LOVE YOUUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
who said anything about dan??!!!! ;)
Loved these little conversations! Now why didn’t Spotrick and I ever get married in that gondola in Venice??? [25 years later, this coming August...]. You’ll have to take some sort of step- we CAN’T be the world’s biggest procrastinators (well- I can, he can’t!)