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Here are mine, from left: the first ring he ever gave me, the engagement situation, the wedding band, and the most recent acquisition - a steel ring that is also a bottle opener.

I bring this photo out for every article on rings.

My ring might be like how people are with their babies. I have no idea if it is hideous because I effing love it and it’s perfect and anyone else can suck it.

People just need to validate their own choices by putting down others. Really all that should matter is (1) Did it make sense for the couple? (2) Do you like it? (3) Were you an asshole about it? If the answers are yes, yes, and no then A+ everyone.

I was shocked in a good way about how cool people were about our choices. My engagement ring cost under $1000 and was a 24-karat gold ring with curliecues and a dragon (YES A DRAGON) from a Hong Kong jeweler (we live in Taiwan so this is not so odd). Nobody - really nobody - batted an eye. Nobody judged it, nobody

After I got engaged, it struck me how weird people are with rings — especially other people’s rings.

My fiance custom designed my ring—a gorgeous cornflower blue sapphire surrounded by a halo of diamonds, and a pave diamond band. And I “helped” by sending him loads of pictures of rings I liked. So...well done, article. YOU ARE CORRECT. And I love my ring more than I thought it was possible to love a material

Lentils! They are easy to cook and seem to be impossible to spice wrong. I’ve been starting them in the pasta water 10 minutes before I throw the dry pasta in for a protein and texture boost.

As much as I don’t like the guy sometimes, I enjoy Orson Scott Cards books. This part seems very apt the the moment:
“Do the gods of different nations talk to each other?
Do the gods of Chinese cities speak to the ancestors of the Japanese?
To the lords of Xibalba?
To Allah? Yahweh? Vishnu?
Is there some annual get

Microsoft did a nice thing:

EVACUATE THE COMMENTS SECTION!!!!!!!!

“we cannot allow items on campus that can be perceived to pose a threat.”

My personal rule is “the number of people that are in the house plus one” so there is always an extra cat to keep everyone company just in case. My husband and I have three.

Cats are the worst.

Pits WANT the love. They NEED the love. And they are so darn loveable!

I'm sorry you live with so little joy.

THIS IS MY DREAM, PEOPLE!!!! MY DREAM COME TRUE IN SOMEONE ELSE'S ROOM!!!!

My husband and I need this for us and our 4 dogs. The queen size pillow top just doesn’t cut it when you’ve got a 10 pound Brussels Griffon and a 60 pound pit bull that apparently NEED to be near you, then the 70 pound Rottie wants to be near his dad.

It’s not the quantity, but the quality of the Kate Spade love. Her shoes are so freaking cute, I just look at them on the internet when I am having a bad day at work.