Bare Ears

After the earring scare this morning, I chose not to wear my earrings. Damn that was close. Could have been up all day looking for that damn thing.  Thank God I found it.  Mother gave those to me on my birthday. I'd being less than truthful if I were to try and recall which one.  I don't know.  There is a necklace that has a third diamond in it, with a ring around it.  The ring is the actual wedding ring she wore when she was married to my father.  It's very neat.  All three diamonds should stay together.  At least that's what I think, but it's a good damn deal that they didn't. From what I understand, but that is a completely different blog.  Neat story with the diamonds though.  They were given to my Dad by my Grandma Posey.  She gave three to each of her three children.  So my father made my mother's engagement ring out of his.  Years later Mother would split them up into birthday gifts for me. Very unique.