ring-a-ling

I got in trouble in church today.  In the middle of the [really wonderful] sermon, I got a raised eyebrow from Will...he may have also "tsk'd" at me.  I was staring at my rings again.  But I got them soldered together and cleaned and prettied when I was home for Christmas!  I can't really help it:

I've said it before, but Will did an absolutely perfect job with my ring.  I wouldn't change a thing about it. Picking out wedding bands was funny...I kept asking the jeweler to make the band skinnier and skinnier [she finally told me "I've never made one this thin!  Normally people are asking for them to be bigger!"].  But I just wanted a tiny bit of sparkle to keep the focus on the ring Will chose - and they're lovely together.

How do I know?

I caught Will looking too.