I've already told the story of how Ellie & I were on rocky footing just before she proposed. Now it's time to admit to my own sneaky-ness.
Everyone knows I gave Ellie an exact replica of my ring, with the stones reversed. When I first contacted Sharon, the woman at Jared who specializes in custom work, she asked if I was able to get hold of the schematics the jewelers had created. Her desire for this was two-fold: having the original schematic would almost guarantee there would be no differences between the two rings--if the jewelers had to draw up new ones, there might be differences; and it would mean getting ring a whole heck of a lot faster because we could skip a whole part of the design process, getting right to the wax mold. Having just gone through the process with our wedding bands, the schematics take about 6 weeks, THEN the wax is poured, which is another couple weeks, THEN the rings can be cast, which are another month or so. Well folks, I wanted that ring NOW; it had already been more than a year since Ellie had proposed and I couldn't wait that long--we'd be married by then :P
So I did the sneakiest thing I had ever done--I broke into Ellie's email for the 2nd time (I had done it a few months before to plan her 30th birthday party) and hunted down the schematics. To ensure I wasn't caught, I downloaded the images, signed into my email and sent them to Sharon through there instead of emailing them to myself or Sharon just in case Ellie went to look at them. Yes, I was that paranoid.
Even the day I picked up the ring was sneaky and I was almost caught. I was working in Boston, so totally unable to head to Plymouth after work. Sharon doesn't work on Saturdays, and Ellie is around on most weekends anyway. There was a Girl Scout event in Stoughton one Sunday--not terribly close to Plymouth, but close enough that I had the great idea to "swing" down after the event. And Ellie was working that weekend, which gave me extra time. Alas, the ride took longer than I expected, and the person who helped me (Sharon had just left for the day because she has a rock-star schedule) insisted on cleaning my ring, then taking pictures of the two together, and showing them both off to all the other staff, etc etc. I would up getting home 20 minutes AFTER Ellie, when I was due home before she even left work for the day (she didn't seem to believe my story of chatting with other volunteers after the event).
Not quite as dramatic as when Ellie bought my ring, but still pretty bad; she still gives me shit for hacking her email.
Everyone knows I gave Ellie an exact replica of my ring, with the stones reversed. When I first contacted Sharon, the woman at Jared who specializes in custom work, she asked if I was able to get hold of the schematics the jewelers had created. Her desire for this was two-fold: having the original schematic would almost guarantee there would be no differences between the two rings--if the jewelers had to draw up new ones, there might be differences; and it would mean getting ring a whole heck of a lot faster because we could skip a whole part of the design process, getting right to the wax mold. Having just gone through the process with our wedding bands, the schematics take about 6 weeks, THEN the wax is poured, which is another couple weeks, THEN the rings can be cast, which are another month or so. Well folks, I wanted that ring NOW; it had already been more than a year since Ellie had proposed and I couldn't wait that long--we'd be married by then :P
So I did the sneakiest thing I had ever done--I broke into Ellie's email for the 2nd time (I had done it a few months before to plan her 30th birthday party) and hunted down the schematics. To ensure I wasn't caught, I downloaded the images, signed into my email and sent them to Sharon through there instead of emailing them to myself or Sharon just in case Ellie went to look at them. Yes, I was that paranoid.
Even the day I picked up the ring was sneaky and I was almost caught. I was working in Boston, so totally unable to head to Plymouth after work. Sharon doesn't work on Saturdays, and Ellie is around on most weekends anyway. There was a Girl Scout event in Stoughton one Sunday--not terribly close to Plymouth, but close enough that I had the great idea to "swing" down after the event. And Ellie was working that weekend, which gave me extra time. Alas, the ride took longer than I expected, and the person who helped me (Sharon had just left for the day because she has a rock-star schedule) insisted on cleaning my ring, then taking pictures of the two together, and showing them both off to all the other staff, etc etc. I would up getting home 20 minutes AFTER Ellie, when I was due home before she even left work for the day (she didn't seem to believe my story of chatting with other volunteers after the event).
Not quite as dramatic as when Ellie bought my ring, but still pretty bad; she still gives me shit for hacking her email.



