Oh No!

When my sister and I were little my Grandma would come and visit us quite often. I remember at night we always wanted her to tuck us in because we loved to have her tell us stories and sing songs to us. We would always ask her to sing us the song about the little girl who lost her kitten. And she would be begin to sing

I lost my poor kitten so cunning and pretty...

It was kind of a sad song at first, until she found her kitty and then all was well. I hope that I too can be as lucky as the girl who lost her kitty. Saturday night after searching in all my usual places I realized my wedding ring was not where it should be. Now, three days later, I have come to the painful realization that it is most definitely missing.

I have search all around. In our drain pipes, vacuum bag (eww), the trash (eww, eww), my purse, car, bedroom, kitchen, ect. And it is no where to be found. The worst part of it is I can't remember that last time the I had it on. So if you were around me the early part of last week and can say for sure whether or not you saw me with my ring on my finger please let me know.