The Ring

Yesterday morning, while I was getting ready for work, Rachel came in jabbering to me as always.  She was chattering about this ring she got for her birthday.

Rachel:  Check it out mom!

Me:   What?

Rachel:  This ring doesn’t fit on my thumb or on my pinkie. 

Me:  That’s cuz it’s not a thumb or pinkie ring.

Rachel:  Well, it fits on all these fingers.

Me:  That’s cool.  It give you lots of options.

Rachel:  Yep!  Look it fits on my wedding finger. 

Me:  Neat, now your future husband can just use that ring to size you up.

She yanked the ring off of her finger and said, “Ooops!  Now I’m divorced!”