This was too crazy to not share. Last night, while watching Frasier reruns with Ainsley, I realized that I wasn’t wearing my wedding ring. I never take it off so I was distraught. We looked all over the house for it, but no luck. I went to sleep sad. This morning, after taking Arly to daycare, and going for a coffee at Wallace Espresso, I was walking home through Perth Park on an icy path and then this happened. I stood there stunned for at least 5 minutes with no one to tell. I know this isn’t