Lost My Wedding Ring
Tonight I lost my wedding ring. I was mowing the law and I suddenly noticed it was gone. I cannot believe how bad this feels. I always thought that I was not attached to my ring and that losing it would be no big deal. But I feel much worse about now that it has happened. I looked for it all over the lawn. I figure I must have lost it when I got stuck in some low branches under a tree in my front yard. My ring hand got caught up on some branches and my ring could have come off. I distinctly remember having it on earlier in the day at work, and I think I remember having it on when I put gas in the lawn mower (I spilled gas on my ring hand).
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[...] My left hand feels right again because today I experienced a truly happy ending to a lost and found story. A week and a half ago I lost my wedding ring while mowing the lawn. Today my wife found my wedding ring, also while mowing the lawn, and now it is back on my left hand where it belongs. For the entire time that my ring was lost my hand felt wrong. I even went out and bought a cheap mood ring (and a matching one for my wife!) so I would have something to wear on my ring finger so I would not be distracted by the absence of the “ring feeling.” [...]
maybe you left it by the sink when you washed your hands after the whole gas thing (you did wash your hands right?) Swing by Walmart and pick up a metal detector (their return policy is more liberal than Toys R Us or Canadian Tire) and zip around the lawn. You would have heard it Ka PING through the mower if it were caught and tossed during the mowing process, so it is probably in the tree or just under it. Check your pockets too, really.
I didn’t wash my hands. I put the cap back on the gas can, moved the mower to the driverway, started it up, and started mowing.
Can a metal detector detect non-magnetic metals like gold? Forgive my lack of understanding of physics.
I DID here things pinging in the lawn mower. In fact seconds after I noticed my ring was missing. However, some of those pings were definately from pine cones that I was running over. I looked under the pine tree (and the tree I got caught in). I have now looked around about 4 times. I even went out at night just in case I might catch it gleaming in the street-lamp-light.
I checked my pockets over and over. I checked the car and garage. I walked the street looking in the gutters. I even parked in the same parking spot I had yesterday just in case I lost it right after work.
I like the metal detector idea. It is better than my most recent idea, which was to put the power-rake on the mower and reduce the lawn to dirt and then use the shop-vac to suck up all the debris and sift through it. I don’t think I will go that far.
A cheap metal detector costs more than my ring did! And for the record I would never buy something, use it, and then return it. The honest thing to do would be to rent (which for a cheap item like this would not be worth it).
The nice thing is, after you find your ring, you can return the metal detector. Your shop vac solution sounds alot like our take on renovations.
Speaking of shop vacs and renos. I had talked to Burhan about lending you our ladder (if you could find a way to get it down to Calgary) but I should have offered our shop vac! That would seem like something you would need even more. I could have sent it with Kim to Olds or something. doh!
But is WAS your wedding ring. Go out with a good flashlight tonight and walk a grid in the yard. I am sure you will find it. (it works with contact lenses)
The first thing I picked up at Rona (along with the crow bar) was a small shop vac. Thanks though.
Hmmm, the flashlight idea sounds good. Much better than street-lamp light. I’ll try it.
now, really, isn’t this the time to come up with some wacky, crazy idea, like mulching the whole lawn, and carrying it out? without telling kim what has happened? when confronted with the internet evidence, you can then plead temporary insanity while having the fun of some seeminly useful destruction along the way. Or you could ‘borrow’ a goat for a few days (herd of sheep?) then sift through the leavings. or the next scout bottle drive tell them you don’t have bottles but you might do a small cash donation in return for letting them rummange around on your lawn. perhaps a frat kegger with extra free beer to the ring finder? greek lamb roast on the front lawn? tell the neighbourhood kids that a gold elf left something special on your lawn (or start a rumour that *you* are a gold elf) and will give a reward to the one who finds it (cookies or similar sugar gift should work). YOu get the idea. it’s times like this when you should let your creativity go wild. just don’t tell kim, this will provide some stressful impetous to your idea generating (necessity, mother, invention thingie). of course if you are successful, you will have to blog the unsuccessful attempts that lead up to the success. hmm?
OK, OK, so I wasn’t thinking straight for a few days. However, I DID tell Kim. I told phoned her from the front lawn just minutes after realizing I lost my ring.
Sadly, I have made many attempts to find the ring and none were succesful and none really seem that interesting now.
well, I can volunteer our munchkins next weekend to come over and look for the ring. Hopefully the grass won’t have grown too much in that time. Burhan and I will split the sugary reward.
Have you thought of just raking up the clippings?
Indeed I have raked up the clippings. I raked the lawn itself after mowing in the hopes of finding the ring. There is a chance that the ring is buried in a pile of pine needles (ouch) or in the flowerbed or the small bean garden we have in the front. This is, of course, assuming that my theory is correct about where I lost it.
We will spare the munchkins the task of searching the lawn. I am less upset now and getting prepared to accept that it is gone. Kim and I will use this as an excuse to get new rings on our anniversary I think.
I hear they have nice rings in Barbados…or Spain…
My wife found my ring! She was mowing the lawn today and she found it. It was in a spot that I had searched over and over and over. She found it while raking (I had also raked that area).