Wedding Blog

The first time I was engaged, I picked out and purchased my own ring.

This time, I didn’t want to have anything to do with the purchasing of the ring. I just wanted to be completely surprised.

So, when Mr. CC and I started talking about getting married, I had only two requests. The first was that I didn’t want to have anything to do with picking out the ring. And the second was that I be completely surprised by the proposal.

Of course, he wanted some help with what I wanted in a ring. All I told him was that I wanted something vintage. And I didn’t think about it again. I didn’t look at a single engagement ring until I saw mine.

And he did a fantastic job with my ring. It’s an antique setting, found at an estate sale, likely from the 20’s or 30’s. He picked out the diamonds after the setting had been found.

He thinks it’s too small. He thinks I don’t like it. He said to me one day, “I should have waited longer to propose so you could have a bigger ring.”

I basically tell him to shut up anytime this subject comes up.

Because I love my ring. I think it’s perfect.

Those was taken inside of the roses he brought me at work on our Negative 1 year anniversary.

And these were taken after that fantastic post by Anne Ruthmann.

(That’s my Lenox elephant salt shaker; I’ve had those for ever!)

This is my favorite! It’s taken on the tension dial on my antique Singer.