Even though I look happy and smiling and all in the pictures, I had some disastrous and stressful incidents last couple of days. First, my poor Atchie the pup got really sick from her new diet (non-stop bloody diarrhea and vomiting) and had to be taken to a hospital. I felt so bad for her when she even refused to eat her favorite treats and was seriously worried about her condition. Thank god, she feels much better now thanks to the tender loving care from Heart of Chelsea animal hospital.
The real mega blockbuster disaster is yet to come....
It all happened last evening before Scott and I went to our last dance lesson. I was getting ready to go out but could not find my engagement ring. I recalled leaving it on the kitchen counter top while I was doing the dishes but I couldn't remember anything after that. It was right after our housekeeper left so the apt was spotlessly clean but I didn't see the ring anywhere. I started to panic and searched the entire place inch by inch but it was nowhere. I even called the housekeeper to ask whether she might have seen it somewhere but she said no. Our search kept on going but we both began to think it might have gone. We went over all the possibilities (1. somebody could have walked in the apt and stole it 2. accidentally flushed down to drain 3. Atchie ate it from being starved over her sickness) but none of them seemed plausible. I started crying with growing despair and blaming myself for being so careless.
After combing though the whole apt, we decided to go over our garbage bag downstairs even though we knew we'd end up finding nothing but being covered in garbage. Luckily, the garbage from the building was not picked up yet. Here, we started rummaging it though in the rain. I took out everything one by one (all sorts of nasty things were in there, yuk!) while we were telling ourselves that it'd be a miracle if we found anything in here.
But then, guess what happened?? WE FOUND IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was in the middle of left over coffee grains and food garbage. Covered in shit, I miraculously found my engagement ring in a pile of garbage.
The minute I found the ring, Scott started screaming on top of his lungs with relief/anger/joy and I could not help crying out loud with my garbage covered hands. It was just too much to handle. I still don't know how it got in there and we even found it. I was convinced that it was long gone..
Anyway, I can't describe how much I am glad/relived and happy to have it back on my finger. I'll never ever ever take it off again.
After all the dramas, the wedding goes on as planned and I'm leaving for France on Saturday!!
I'll do my best to keep you posted and I guess Yumi Kim's giveaway will be on when I get back to NY. Thank you all for wishing me a happy wedding :DFollow @misspouty