Top O' the Morning To Ye

Yesterday was the 3 month anniversary of our wedding. Has it really been 3 months already?

Fitting that it should be on St. Patrick's Day. It's one of my favorite holidays and I've got the red hair and green eyes to match and I love my mom's traditional Irish fare. Hubby, however, was not so fond of the corned beef and colcannon. (There's not an Irish bone in his body.)

I took my wedding ring in to get resized. Ever since they soldered them together I've had a hard time getting them on and off. This was the conversation with the jewelry lady:

B: I need to get my rings resized.
JL: Oh, how long have you had them.
B: 3 months
JL: Oh! Well, have you gained some weight?
B: only in my finger. No, ever since they soldered them together they just haven't fit right.

What kind of question is that!?! Who asks that thinking it's an acceptable question? Even if I HAD gained weight, why would that be an ok question? Sometimes I wonder at peoples' idea of tact.