My "Bling"

So, a few weeks ago I was in the church parking lot waiting for all the Mia Maids to show up so we could leave to do our service hours at the D.I. As we pulled away to pick up one of our other leaders at her house, I noticed my wedding ring was turned. As I went to turn it around, there was this large hole where my diamond should have been. It's safe to say that I was a little upset. I had girls looking through my car, girls looking through the other leader's car (because I had been in there too), Andrew looking at home, and a group went back to the church to see if they could find it on the ground outside. Believe it or not, they found it in the parking lot of the church close to where my car had been parked. A miracle? I think so. So, I've been wearing this fake ring until I get mine fixed. It's a ridiculous size... I always feel a little self-conscious with it on. One Saturday I was sitting in the church with the youth waiting for the Best of EFY to start when the young woman next to me looked at my ring and said, "Oh, I love your bling. It's huge." I guess I'm getting old. Is that really how youth refer to such things as wedding rings? Anyway, it made me laugh.