Recently I posted on the kind of husband I have. You can re-read his awesomeness here. Somehow in my post I forgot to mention that he is also the kind of husband who had to buy a wedding band that is too large to actually fit his ring finger in order to get it over his previously-injured-in-basketball ring finger knuckle. Apparently that incident was "memorable" enough to also forever be the motivation behind taking off his wedding ring every time he plays basketball. Now, when your husband is a total stud on the court (mine is!) it's hard to see him wedding band-less. Of course he proudly wears his wedding ring when mowing the grass in knee high socks, safety goggles, and an allergy mask. But, Basketball-Hubs Extraordinaire is ring-less.
Now, what is the likely hood that of the 10 fingers on the husband I have, he would relive the exact ring finger injury? Apparently pretty likely:
Ewww! Now we're wedding band-less for a healing period. Guess I should keep the hubs on grass mowing duty and away from courts, fields, and all of his other studly ventures for safe keeping until his band fits again. If it fits again...
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