Sausage fingers no more

Ok, so they were never sausage fingers. Believe it or not, the thinnest part about me has always been my hands and wrists. Yup, I was the girl with the hot skinny wrists! You know it! Jealous?!

But how ghetto (yeah I just said ghetto) is this? See that red ring on my middle finger? That's the the circulation being cut off by the tiny hair elastics I use to keep my wedding ring from sliding off my finger. So not only has my ring been retired from my ring finger, but now it's too big for my middle finger too. And instead of getting it sized or getting a temporary sizer for it, I just put 2 tiny bright colored elastics. Like I said, ghetto.


Oh, and I tried wearing it on my right hand which is slightly larger until someone informed me that means I'm a widow. Crap.

Goal this year, get rings resized for good.

p.s. I know my sad ugly fingers desperately need a manicure. The shame.