As the postlude music was playing at the end of Sacrament meeting last Sunday, I glanced down at my left hand and saw my engagement ring sparkle.
Whispering to Ron I said, "Don't you think my left ring finger would be more attractive if I had a one carat diamond on it?"
As he looked down at my left hand he whispered, "Yes. Would you like me to buy you a larger one?"
Surprised, I whispered back, "That's OK. We need a new roof a lot more."
Man, I hate being practical!
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