Weddingbee Blog

Don’t worry! Sparks and me are doing just fine. But I’ve been wandering the streets of Chicago, bare-handed, for nearly a week now because my body hates me. Or at least my ring finger does.

Right now, my finger is swollen and blown up to about twice it’s normal size, making it impossible to get my ring over it. What happened, you ask? Well, last weekend, The Sparklers were in St. Thomas for and amazing destination wedding. While the festivities and scenery were off-the-charts amazing, the humidity was not my friend. It never has been, really. You see, when I go somewhere super tropical, like St. Thomas, my body starts to get angry at me. Of course it starts with my hair… then my hands… then my feet. You get the picture. Don’t believe it’s that bad? To illustrate, I’m going to use another Friends reference, and just ask: Remember what happened to Monica’s hair when they all went to Barbados?

Yep. That’s a real live picture of me about 2 days into a Punta Cana trip. I can’t believe I just put that online. Eeeek! For comparison, you may recall that my hair normally looks like this:

Anyway, the same thing happened in St. Thomas. My hair wasn’t too bad, but my hands were really swollen from the heat. I didn’t want to leave my ring in our hotel room, so I continued to shove it on and wear it everyday. I usually take a lot of care when removing my ring in such conditions, but one night in St. Thomas (after waaaay too many Carib’s) I got frustrated and claustrophobic. And I ripped that ring right off my hand like it was life or death.

So now my hand is messed up, and I can’t wear the ring that I love so much until it heals. Way to go Sparkler, way to go.

It’s been pretty weird. I keep having little freak-out moments when I realize I don’t have my ring on. I’ve also noticed that guys are a lot more willing to hold the door for me or point me in the right direction when I’m not rocking a left hand ring.

Oh well. While I may have temporarily ruined my finger, Sparks and I did have a great time on our trip

Sparks, pondering the magnificent view

Have you ever had to go without your ring because of a finger that wouldn’t cooperate?