My husband lost his a few weeks after our wedding (it was eventually discovered to have slipped into a drawer at my parents’ house). I don’t remember caring that it happened, and in fact, he hasn’t worn it for most of our twelve years. For that matter, neither have I. Neither of us likes jewelry.
A few years back I put my rings (engagement/wedding band and a 3-stone diamond ring) in the tiny little front pocket of my Levis so I could put on some hand lotion. I forgot about them and we went out to dinner. Somewhere in that time they fell out of the pocket. $5000+ in rings were gone. I freaked out and was back at the restaurant at 10 that night with a flashlight searching the parking lot. No go. I was quite distraught. That’s an awful feeling. Made me feel really stupid, worthless and stupid again.
My husband was AWESOME about it. He didn’t hardly rib me at all. He knew how upset I was. TG. The hardest part is looking at the one picture from our honeymoon where I can clearly see the ring. It was really unique and perfect, and I still miss it. I immediately replaced the wedding band but waited for the 3-stone. A 3-stone ring is expensive. I bartered with my husband, telling him he could buy a new motorcycle if I could replace my ring.
I got my nice jewelry as child-bearing gifts. 2 carats per child!
And if anyone cares, don’t shop at The Jewelry Exchange. Yeah, their prices are good but they have crappy stones and their salespeople can’t explain the diamond’s merits. WTF. I had to replace my stone three times because they couldn’t clearly explain or show me the inclusions and I’d walk into the sunlight and get pissed at my brand new salt-and-pepper or cloudy stones. Three times!! Okay, I wanted bigger diamonds, I’ll admit, but the first two were bad. Even the third isn’t so great, but is acceptable. I know I’m the only one who knows the inclusions are there (Color E, SI1) but sometimes it’ll drive me nuts. That’s my neurosis speaking, of course.
I got really drunk and angry one night, and did something with my wife’s wedding ring.
The next day, I had no recollection whatsoever.
We searched the house, I contemplated buying a metal detector to search the yard, etc…
Nothing. I assumed I must have flushed it down the toilet or heaved it into the pasture across the road in my stupor. I felt really, really bad.
So I went out bought her the exact same ring from the exact same store, to replace it (she knew it wasn’t the original). It wasn’t cheap either, platinum setting, the works.
Fast forward a year or so. I’m in the back doing yard work, and see her ring on the window sill. I think, “I can’t believe she left it there”, so I hid it (again).
That night at my parent’s house I saw her wearing it!
Hey! You found where I hid your ring!?!?
“Huh?”
“Oh shit”
I went home to retrieve it, and now she has two.
When I was about 13 or so, my mum lost her wedding ring. She simply noticed at the end of the day that it was gone, with no idea when, where or how. She searched everywhere, with no luck, and was pretty upset about it.
Fast forward about four or five years. We were about to have a new washing machine installed and mum was pulling out the old one to clean the area behind it. Suddenly we heard her shrieking and screaming from the laundry, and ran to find her jumping about holding her wedding ring. It had obviously fallen underneath the washing machine and just sat there for years. She was so excited, and walked around for the rest of the day with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on her face, truly elated. Honestly, for the next week or so she would break out into a huge grin and show off the ring which she had assumed for years was gone for good. It’s probably the happiest I’ve ever seen her, and one of my favourite memories of her.
Just FYI- take off your rings before a trip to the beach. Before you leave the house even. In fact if you are going on a vacation which involves a lot of beach going, leave 'em home. See posts by: hajario, meow meow & bafaa.
I know a dude that makes a nice chunck of retirement change by Metal detecting beaches- gets a lot of rings. He found one 2 Ct Engagement ring. Interesting -the same ring sold for $4000, but they offered him less that $1000. He is fair- if there is an inscription, he advertises that he found them. Otherwise, he just sells them. Beachs are easy places to lose rings and hard places to find them. 
Leave 'em home!
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Lost mine about 10 years back.
About that time we had an old beat up Ford Escort that I was forever working on, anyways managed to sell it for the princely sum of £30 and a couple of days later the guy who bought it came around, he had found the ring in the spare tyre well where it had been for yonks.
I gave him his £30 back I was so glad to get it back
I can proudly say that my wedding ring not only fits in my nose now, but that it is three sizes smaller than it was then.
Also, it really still doesn’t fit very well and it hurts. I guess I have small nostrils.
As backstory, understand that my mom gets the money she needs from my father and currently she doesn’t even get to buy him gifts because he won’t release money for them. At the time of the story, though, I think she had a little more access to money and transportation downtown to the jewelry store.
So Pop loses his ring playing golf. It’s coming up on his birthday anyway so Mom secretly places an order for a new ring. Of course the jewelry store calls and since Pop answers, they tell him that the ring she ordered is ready for pick-up. :smack: One of her rare surprises and they fuck it up for her.
Another piece of jewelry he always wears is a slim pewter ID bracelet she got him. He took it off once to play soccer and put it in his wallet, which he gave to me to hold. I didn’t even notice that I had dropped it but he didn’t remember till later and then I felt terrible. Luckily it was I who found it again. whew.
My wife (the fiance) lost hers about 9 months after we got engaged. She was going to work out, and when she was done, could not find her engagement in her locker at the club. She tore the place apart, to the point of having them raise the entire bank of lockers to look underneath.
No dice.
She tearfully told me that night. I was pissed, but she had done everything she could to find it.
We bought a new one and also purchased a gold necklace for her to keep it on when she needed to take it off.
She lost the necklace 2 months later :smack: … In a hayfield… :smack: :smack:
About a year after we got married, and about 2 years after she lost the ring, I cleaned out under the dressers in our bedroom. In the corner of the heat vent, there was a glint of gold. i got my tweezers, and gently removed her ring from the lip of the heat vent, just on the edge of a 2 story drop down to the furnace.
We think she left it on the dresser and a cat decided to play a game of hockey, using the furnace vent as the goal.
So, she has 2 engagement rings, and no necklace to keep them on.
Eli