Challenge #1: THE MONSTROSITY THAT IS MY HAND.
LOOK AT THAT! This is the right hand (or the wrong one depending on how you choose to read the first half of this sentence), but I can assure you that the left hand is equally indistinguishable as THE LARGEST FEMALE SPECIMEN OF HAND in this hemisphere. These man hands are going to require some major rockage. Right?!?!
Challenge #2: Every accessory I have ever had in my whole life is either broken, down a drain, lost, or (and this is the most likely scenario) hanging around one of my sisters right now. Try as I may, I have, until now, felt doomed to walk the earth until my dying day unadorned. I'm one of those girls at the party who YOU tell in a whisper, "Oh. Uh, honey, you lost an earring." So, I'm caught, staring blankly into space, grasping at the air that used to be one of my brand new danglies.
Fear not. Someone else was WAY AHEAD OF ME. Wedding ring TATTOOS!! Can't loose that!

I can just see my mom now. Smiling, nodding, THAT'S INTERESTING AMY... Deep breath, mom, even the celebs are doing it! Check out my main man Tony Parker:
For practical purposes (no bling allowed in NBA games) when he married Eva Longoria, he tattooed the sacred date in roman numerals on his wedding finger for all playas in the land to see. Alright, Tony, you can wipe that smug grin off your face. I can palm a basketball too...Seriously though. I know the ring is THE socially acceptable symbol, but Billy gave me this instead of an engagement ring and it feels perfect:
It's an infinity loop. Billy knows as well as I do that it could've been a shrunken head on a stick and I would still be wearing it. Well, guess what? It's been a whole 11 days and... Still there! Once it's done holding the place (for whatever it precedes) I will have to find somewhere infinitely special to put it (Challenge #3).






