“You’ll Never Believe How I Lost My Wedding Ring!”
“I took off my wedding band and engagement ring while nursing my son one day because I didn't want to scratch him. The next morning, I went to put them back on before work, and I could only find my wedding band. I searched every single place I could think of -- and then I had the realization that the dog ate it. We took the dog to the vet that afternoon, and sure enough, it was in his tummy. Thankfully, we were able to retrieve it -- and I got it professionally cleaned before I wore it again!"
“We were kayaking in the Long Island Sound, and I hopped out into the water to help my stepdaughter with her kayak. It was freezing, and my fingers shrunk instantly. I took my engagement ring off to hand it to my husband so he could put it in his pocket, and I dropped it and lost it while handing it to him!"
“I lost my wedding band during a lunch run one day. I was freaking out looking for it and thought to call the place where I had gone to lunch. Thankfully, one of their employees found my ring and gave it to a supervisor. I described my ring, they confirmed it was mine, and I went back and picked it up. I sent thank-you notes to the employee, a note to his supervisor and an email to their corporate headquarters. The man that found my wedding band was my hero!"
“My husband lost his at a house party. We found it the next day in the gin bucket pitcher. For real."
“I took my rings (engagement and wedding) off at the local children's museum to put sunscreen on my daughter. She played for a while, we left, and as we were driving home, I realized that they were still on the outdoor table where I'd laid them down. I turned around, called the museum on my cell phone, and one of their employees walked out to the table with the phone. She found them on the ground, and I picked them up a few minutes later. I don't think I've ever felt closer to a heart attack. I was a teary mess until I had them on my finger again."
“During the week of 9/11, I took my ring off because my fingers were swelling. I put it in my drawer and took a shower. When I came out of the shower, I noticed my drawer was open and all the rings on my ring holder were gone. Just then, my three-year-old son came walking into the bedroom. He was only wearing underwear and he pulled out the waistband, looked in and said, 'I don't have Mommy's big ring!' All my other rings were in his 'pirate stash' under the kitchen table, but we never found my emerald-cut diamond ring. I tried not to be upset, as so many people lost so much more than a ring that week. But I still miss it."
“I lost my ring and found it months later. We sold our car, and when the dealership was cleaning it, they found it under the seat. My husband lost his ring delivering a calf; it's still missing!"
“I lost it once. I didn't realize it was lost until my three-year-old brought it to me."
“My BFF's husband lost his ring on their honeymoon, while playing volleyball in shallow water. In the process of looking for it, he stepped on a stingray and had to be rushed to a hospital, which was a 45-minute boat ride away. That night, there was a 7.3 earthquake that convinced BFF they were about to die. Neither of them had been in an earthquake before."
“My husband lost his ring taking off his gloves after shoveling snow one winter. A neighbor found it and returned it -- about a month later when all of the snow finally melted. Of course, by then we'd already bought a replacement, assuming that it had rolled down the storm drain he was standing next to when it happened. So now he has a spare."
“I lost my e-ring in the ocean when we were on our honeymoon, but found it with MUCH panicked searching. And H lost his wedding ring in the woodpile behind our shed. We're doomed."
“I lose it all the damn time. I'm the worst with jewelry. I actually keep my engagement ring in our safe-deposit box for this reason."