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Finally

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Another year - like in prison.

The sixteenth hash mark is done!  We were so busy around our actual anniversary that there was no time to take our rings to Sartor Hamman, but I took them in two Saturdays ago while Lloyd was busy buying his auction stuff, and we picked them up this Saturday with his parents.

Dropping them off was a little funny. (It’s no rinky-dink place, but a very nice jewelry store in Lincoln.)

Saleslady: Can I help you?
Lauren: I’m here to get our wedding rings engraved. We get these hash marks….?
Saleslady: Mr. Sommerer?
Lauren: Huh?

Her daughter had attended Lincoln Lutheran so she knew Lloyd, and apparently we are the only people who return to their store for hash marks. Lloyd thinks he’s got it made – I’m the only wife who is happy to have gold taken away as a present!

I just re-read last year’s post about the slash, and Peggy had a comment requesting a wedding photo.  I never obliged, so here you go.  (My advice for any formal picture taking: Get a jazz-hands pose.  It will be your favorite.)

Mark,Tina,Phil,Keren,Patrice,Kathryn,Sam,John,Brad,Samith,Karl

The coolest ring ever.

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I’m not a jewelry person, but I really appreciate good design. Brad’s got some awesome rings, and he bought bottle-opener ring for Lloyd last year. Rings can be awesome.

Beth had a jewelry party awhile back, and it was other-worldly. The hostess was like something straight off of t.v. She was bubbly, beautiful, suspiciously knowledgeable about fashion trends and she made me want to buy stuff! Beth’s dining room table was heaped with display cases of all types of necklaces, bracelets, earrings, watches. It was crazy!

I bought two things. A necklace and a ring. The ring is spectacular. It’s made of seven narrow bands all interwoven together. Looking around on the internet I found it’s called a ‘rolling ring‘. I prefer to call it a ‘rage ring’, since it will give my hands something to do when I’m wrathful other than scratch at my cuticles. I may have to buy another one soon, since this one is already pretty scratched up. I don’t think it’s meant to roll on and off your finger a thousand times a day.

seven circles of sanity

Dang. I forgot the quarter. Sorry, Michele!

Happy Anniversary!

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Lloyd and I were married on August 22, 1992 – right before school/ student teaching began. It was perfect timing, since it was right before school and all our friends would be back in Seward for the wedding. It was stupid timing as far as being teachers goes, though, because we’ve always been wiped out during that time of year. For almost every anniversary, if there was time to celebrate, we would rent a video and eat Chinese food.

On our tenth anniversary, however, I suggested that we should do something special. Perhaps a little trip, or at least some gesture to show that we had lasted a decade. “How about getting our rings engraved?” I said, thinking that we could put in a Bible verse or the date. “Yeah. How ’bout with hash marks?” replied Lloyd. After a moment of silence I burst out in laughter. Perfect!!! Like marking time served, eh? So we went into a very nice jewelry store in Lincoln and asked for the marks. We have been back each August since, with different responses – depending on who’s working the desk. Sometimes we’re charged, sometimes not. Last year one of my CDC kid’s mom worked there, so she provided transportation (of the rings) to and from the store, (no charge, of course). This year we get a slash instead of a hash, so it’s very exciting. I’m the cheapest date ever. Here are the rings before this year’s engraving:

Rings

And here they are – fresh from the engraver! Fifteen marks!

No charge!!!