and I'm back!

A whirl of family visits (fun!), rounds of discussions about various family health issues (mm, not so much), and not enough rest. This was probably not the best time to try to establish what my hair would look like without color added - I started going gray in high school, but since everyone had blonde streaks, or was blonde and had blonder streaks, it wasn't all that noticeable... Anyway, life got in the way of visiting the colorist, not once but twice, and so I thought I'd give my hair a mini-vacation. Not a good idea, when last-minute company was coming, and horrible greyish-white roots glared from my scalp,  I rushed up to the mall and bought a dashing little straw fedora at Barney's, forgettingt that I had taken an oath never to use my Barney's charge again and then I also forgot that I had used the Barney's charge and then misplaced the statement and forgot about that. Anyway, a long-suffering phone rep at Comenity has promised to remove the outrageous - ruthless is a better word - late fees and usurious interest, and there went a sunny summer day that I won't get back - and we shall see if he is as good as his word. Unless I forget that, too.

What else? oh, yes, another birthday has come and gone. Himself simply doesn't understand that present-getting days occur on the same day every year. As in, oh, isn't Christmas a little early this year? One summer I renumbered the little doors on a used Advent calendar, on the pretext that I'd promised the kids they could make me a birthday dinner all by themselves, and the calendar was to teach them forward planning for events. Oblivious.

Anyway, when reminded of birthdays, anniversaries and Christmas, Himself's idea is to go out to dinner at a restaurant he likes, and since many of those are closed in August, or over Christmas, to postpone the festivity for a month or two. He's also shocked when I start setting up for Christmas dinner, and then wants to know who all those people are.

I on the other hand am descended from tribesmen (tribespersons?) and warriors whose very presence in the distance would cause simple villagers to bury gold artifacts in unlikely places. When it's my birthday, I demand tribute. AND THIS YEAR I REALLY MEAN IT.


Here are some forms of acceptable tribute.

Which brings me to the subject of cost-cutting in sourcing and production. You've patiently put up with my rants about shaving seams and hems, cheap buttons, etc. Now I turn to the subject of what is laughably called "jewelry."

Don't these look like Froot Loops and Lucky Charms?
with maybe a coat of varnish?






In case you missed the memo, Lucky Charms now include 
diamonds, that is, diamond-shaped charms.

Definitely nothing that even remotely resembles acceptable tribute.

14 comments:

  1. You are hilarious! Happy birthday and I hope that fitting tribute is on its way to you as I type.

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    1. Thanks, Jen! I may have to saddle up and go pillage Cartier all by myself. Or at least EBay.

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  2. Happy birthday Fred! Much love and I love the fruit loops analogy!

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    1. Thanks, We day! Lately many too many things are reminding me of ill-conceived craft-ish projects. I fear the day JCrew discovers elbow macaroni.

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  3. Fitting tribute should be at least 18 karats. I've always had the annual display of the Perseids I consider my Leo tribute.

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    1. Hi, Lane, we ran out to the beach to catch the showers, because there's too much ambient light in the city. Sadly, there were low hanging clouds. So now I'm also feeling starshine-deprived.

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  4. Happy birthday from a fellow Leo lacking tribute!

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    1. Thanks, Cate! Loving the idea of a support group for tribute-deprived Leos.

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  6. Happy Birthday! Hope you treat yourself to something fabulous!

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    1. Thanks, shopalot! I intend to prove that it's possible to be fabulous without drenching oneself in sequins and glitter. A dangerous mission, but someone's got to do it.

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  7. So funny WFF, and happy birthday!
    Years ago, I was shopping in JCrew, wistfully looking at a lovely piece of costume jewelry with a price tag of roughly $$$. It had pearls beads and was so pretty. I had a perfect set of real pearls, but this was long and fun. But I had NEVER spent money on costume jewelry- certainly not that much , in any case. All of a sudden I got the idea in my mind to price what a jeweler would charge for a similar necklace. I walked through the mall, and went into Ross Simon. They had, on sale, with a coupon, etc, a pearl necklace( naturally not Mikimoto, but real and lustrous nonetheless) that was half the price of the JCrew imitation piece. Now, I had never walked into a jewelry store to shop for myself, but I went home, mulled it over, went back to RS and bought that beautiful hand knotted, 45 inch + necklace for roughly the price of a full price jersey top at JCrew , and have worn that necklace constantly every since. Sometimes I am beguiled, and have bought, and have enjoyed rock bottom price clearance jewelry. But, now when I see a piece of fancy costume that catches my eye, I always wonder what I could buy in a jewelry shop for the same amount of money.

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  8. Happy birthday! Birthdays need to be acknowledged and celebrated and when it's your birthday, you should not have to do a single chore and if all you want to do is watch "Nashville" season 2 at one click of FF so you can watch a 45 minute episode in 30 minutes and you don't want to talk to anyone but want someone to bring you food, then that's what should happen.

    And you shouldn't have to take a shower if you don't want.

    I don't care about jewelry so much as I don't wear what I already own, but I would sure like to have another bag from Libby Lane.

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    1. Hello, great to see you here, GoldDigger, and thank you!

      Can I help out by sending anonymous messages to, um, someone along the lines of "Your cats will live longer and healthier lives if there is another Libby Lane bag in their environment..."

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