I dreamt I got engaged and had a massive engagement ring. And as I sat in class, I was staring at it, and it was making me happy to just feel loved and have something sparkly on my finger as I was getting yelled at by a mean old professor.
Because I was staring at this ring so much, it's kind of burned into my mind. It was a thin band with diamonds, that split kind of like a Y and came up to hold a massive square diamond, surrounded by little diamonds.
I woke up a little weirded out - because WO life committments? No time soon, k thanks.
But then yesterday, the Bruins raised the banner for winning the 2011 Stanley Cup. I - luckily - snagged a pic with Lord Stanley's Cup, and as I idly stood around like a bump on the log in the excitement, a guy dressed in all black with curly hair came over.
He was a Bruins photographer, and quietly asked if I wanted to see the championship ring. UM, YEAH? He snapped a few fantastic pics of me wearing the Bruins ring... and lo and behold? Looks as much like my dream "engagement" ring as a sports ring could.