Sadly, he managed to leave his wedding ring there. I called them when we realized he didn't have it, but they were closed. I'm not too worried because we were the only and the last people in there. So there isn't really a chance of it being stolen just yet. I left a message on their machine and I'll call them again this morning, so everyone cross your fingers we get our hands back on his ring. It was really expensive and it's a very good looking ring. I don't want to have to replace it with a lame cheap one.
We got home and were dead, so we spent the rest of the evening just hanging out. Last weekend when I was so sick, everyone was freaking me out like, "OMG maybe you're pregnant!" And I got all worried so I bought a couple pregnancy tests and took one and it said "not pregnant" so I wasn't worried. But Saturday night I figured I'd try out the other one just to be sure and sent out this funny snap chat trying to freak out my family.
It worked and my brother and sister are still mad about it. They are both so baby hungry and basically beg me every time I see them to have babies so they can play with them and stuff. And I'm over here like, "If you want babies so bad, YOU have them!" That never seems to be a satisfactory answer.
But how about that for a good weekend? Rock climbing and not being pregnant. And I got to hang out with these baby starved dorks all yesterday.
probably one of the better weekends I've seen in awhile.