A little background first.<P>Ok, H and I got married June of 99. We had no extra money right then and were not able to get wedding bands for either of us. <P>July of 99 he inherited a substantial sum of money, more than $50,000. He knew how important it was to me for us to have bands, so you would think that this man who has no problem spending money would have come off $200 to get a band for us both. WRONG!!! This became a real sore subject for me.<P>Fast forward to his affair. Little B worked at a jewelry store, and she was upset that women were always flirting with MY HUSBAND!! So she ordered him a wedding band so that women would leave him alone. Isn't that funny? She knew he was married and had no problem screwing him, but thought a little gold band would keep others away from him. <P>Anyways, he comes home with this ring, shows it to me, and says he bought it from a friend of his that owns a pawn shop. I was beyond p***ed off, because I desperately wanted a ring and he went and got himself one, and didn't get me one. He was happy as a lark with it, and wore it every day. The affair ended a few weeks later and he still wore it, because of course if he stopped I would have questioned him.<P>So he starts staying home and trying to be a decent father and husband on Father's Day (I still know nothing about the affair). Our first anniversary was June 28, and he went out and bought me a plain gold band and himself a diamond band that was almost $2,000. I was happy.<P>So OB tells me she was sleeping with my H, and he admits that she bought him the original band. I asked where it was, and he said he had no idea.<P>I'm cleaning today and I find it. I pick it up and can feel an inscription inside. "You have my heart and body Love DS". I want to PUKE!! Now keep in mind I have not thrown up since Oct. 1986, so that is saying a lot. <P>How on earth was he so stupid as to bring home the ring and rub it in my face. Suppose I hadn't gotten ticked off and asked to see it and saw the inscription? We were in such a bad place then that it would have divorce time without a doubt.<P>So he calls a few minutes ago and wants to know what's wrong. I tell him. He wants to know what I'm doing snooping through his things. I was not SNOOPING!!! I was dusting the shelf and putting things where they go, it's called CLEANING!!! He says he's not going to pay for the same crime twice and I need to stop digging in the past. <P>He has not BEGUN to PAY for that crime. I am not in the least sure that I even want to stay with him, and it has nothing to do with that cheap [censored] ring. <P>Now, I need suggestions on what will be the most satisfying ring to utterly DESTROY this ring. I would love to destroy it and then send it to the little B****, but we have a restraining order against her and she's currently in a mental ward. <P>

PamO<P>Just a thought on the ring suggestion, why not have it melted down and re-shaped into a toothpick for picking unpleasant things out of your teeth or from the sole of your shoes<P>Only an idea!<P>HarryHat<BR>

Do not destroy the ring--appropriate it! That's right. Turn it into your advantage and ultimate revenge.<P>Take it to a jeweler who creates artistic and one-of-a-kind jewelry. Tell him to melt down the ring and make (XX) for YOU. A pendant or gold filigree ring or earrings. There is not enough gold to make a bracelet. Enjoy it. If he doesn't want it, why not. <P>A small token to be taken for his outrageous behavior so soon after your marriage. Don't tell him right away, he might angrily take the item and dispose of it. I know my H is angry when I even ask about his on-going A. <P>Or just hold it up and say thanks to XX! <P>

H's OW also gave him a ring, "thanking" him for helping her with some family problems (or so I was told at the time). He never wore it (he is not the jewelry type). Immediately after I found out, I took a hammer to the ring. H later threw it away. We have no idea how much it cost.<P>You might try using a hammer, THEN taking it to a jeweler to make something for yourself. <P>------------------<BR>"Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." 1 Corinthians 13:7

Ok, first I went outside and managed to wedge it standing up underneath my rear tire. I ran over it several times, stopping every few times to readjust it to another position. Neighbors must have thought I was nuts, but I don't particularly care.<P>Then I went after it mercilessly with a hammer.<P>Then I took a lighter to it. Boy metal gets hot fast. roflmao<P>Then I boiled it.<P>Next I'm going to get a T-shirt that I know she took from him and wore for a while and torch it. Once it's burning pretty good I'll throw the ring in with it.<P>I definitely do not want to make anything out of it. And if he were stupid enough to voice that he wanted it, well, I hope he would have sense enough to hide the hammer first and stay away from the rear of the car.<P>Why oh why don't I live close to some train tracks that are still in use? <P>