Okay. So. As a newly taken {engaged} woman, the following keeps happening …

Me staring at my left hand. Incessantly.

In general awe-struckness {see – there I go again with the “ness”} and disbelief.

Still not used to the feel of it there, or wondering what just got caught on my finger.

It makes me feel giddy and all excited.

When I look at it, it seems extra sparkly and bright. Who doesn’t want sparkly and bright in their lives, right?