You see it was an amethyst stone. Found fallen from a bangle chain.
It must’be been, lying there on the street. When I picked it up as you do, it had small writing on it. I showed it to the seller at the packed flower stall nearby. She took one look at it and said ‘the writing’s too small’ . I asked did she have a magnifying glass.
“no.. It’s the kind of stone that you have to give, it has a message on it, but it cannot be read unless it connects to the heart of the one it is given to.” She said.
” How do you know that ? ” I asked.
“I know that because I had one once. Just like that only bigger. A young man turned up one day and gave it me just on the street nearby. I had…
It’s been a very exciting couple of days. I was waiting to post about this because my mom made me paranoid. BUT. SO. I found a little clip iPod on the street. Yay!
BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY I peed on a stick and a big + appeared!!! Technically first I had my blood drawn and a nurse phoned me to tell me the good news. Then I spent the morning sobbing with happiness. Then my honey ran out and bought a stick for me to pee on so we could have that experience. Then there was significantly more joy-crying. Oh my god, I’m crying again.
You don’t even know what this means to me. It’s been a really shitty year and a half where life reminded me over and over that everything can always get worse. “You thinks infertility sucks? And that your grandmother’s health scare was bad? Well let’s see how you handle your dad’s unexpected death, Margaret.”
It really felt like I couldn’t have anything. I still can’t believe that this, the third and final IVF round, worked. Oh shit. I’m crying again. Fortunately I had for sight enough to confirm with my doctor that crying will not harm the fetus.
Manillas. That’s the word for the bangle currency that came out of West Africa. It’s derived from the Spanish manella (bracelet) and Portuguese (hand-ring).
Inspired by the above Fray comic (those 3 bangles on her wrist? Sils, a type of currency in the Fray universe) I was planning to write an interesting post about the history of bangles being used for currency. Thus, some wiki-style research introduced me to manillas. But it turns out this history is fucking depressing and sad as shit.
Manillas are horse-shoe like bangles. Manillas, also referred to as “slave trade money”… 8 to 10 of which purchased a slave.
In Burkina Faso they used these beauties below.
In the Cote d’Ivoire:
Man, I don’t even have any kind of decent insights. This just makes me sad.
I found all the manilla images at Hammill Gallery and the photos are credited Tim Hammill. The top image is from the Fray comic put out by Dark Horse.
This work stuff really gets in the way of nap time, chu-no-wat-I-mean? I’m super tired from these nightly progesterone shots in my flanks. It’s getting up to the BIG NEWS DAY for me so I’m working hard at distracting myself. I read every single post in my Reader today!! DAM. So many to recommend, but Rae of Sparkles specifically posted about two of my favorite things: Valentine’s Day and sandwiches. Nothing’s quite as comforting as favorite things, right? So this, my post, is about another of my favorite things.
Dinosaurs. I don’t know if you all are up to date on dinosaurs but shit is different from when we were kids. One of my favorite recent reads is My Beloved Brontosaurus by Brian Switek, a paleontologist who writes humorously and intelligently about dinos.
Dinosaurs are magnificent! I always feel so sad for Creationists. How empty the world must be for them to close their ideological doors to dinosaurs. But then I don’t feel too bad for them because that means more dinosaurs for me MWAHAHAHA.
Now excuse me as I read up on some back articles by Brian Switek on various megafauna. Oh, and did I mention he’s the dinosaur expert on the new Jurassic Park movie? How cool is that!
Holy guacamole. I had this great idea at the start of the last night’s The Walking Dead episode to write about Tyrese’s conflicting statements about destiny then later about choices and freewill. Which all kind of ties up with ‘what makes a zombie’. Where zombies are pure destiny, lacking any freewill. The zombie apocalypse world is fully destiny driven, and even the survivors are stripped of the feeling of ‘choice’. Yet Tyrese seems to rage against this.
I think this psychological struggle occurs in many survivors. After my accident I negotiated between the two all the time: destiny vs. freewill. If I had just left the house two minutes earlier, if I hadn’t ridden my bike that morning, if I had only done everything differently, I wouldn’t feel like I shouldn’t be alive. (I’ve moved on from that- don’t worry about me. Therapy! Yay!)
So I was thinking along these lines while watching the show. But then? Shitballs.
I can’t even. I won’t spoil anything but I’ve spent the past twelve hours shaking my head.
Nice retooled intro though, right? And how annoying was it that the Talking Dead didn’t come on until 11? I fell asleep before then and now can’t find it on demand. Ugh. Anyway, destiny fucking sucks.
The Cocktail Hour posted this super funny Sienna Miller for Vogue video. It had me cracking up, self taught ballet? I love it. I, too, know some self taught ballet, but my self taught karate is less dangerous to those around me.
In an effort to continue to pimp my Chairish account, ahem and my special promo code (BathSense20 works sitewide!! Until Feb 11) I took it upon myself to find some killer vintage earrings like Sienna Miller’s the chandelier one (singular, she’s wearing one singular earring) in the video above.
How about these basket weave with topaz ones listed by V Vintage in Beverly Hills 90210? They’d be a good gift for the V-Day, damas y caballeros.
Back to the topic of Sienna Miller, do you guys like her? Though the movie Factory Girl (about Edie Sedgewick who I adore!) was pretty tedious, I can’t think of anything else that she’s been in. But I find her very stylish and gorgeous (of course) and this video above is such a delight.
Our house is so empty of groceries that I had a toasted hot dog bun for breakfast. I told my mom about it and almost began crying. TOASTED HOT DOG BUN!
Today’s bangles: Swarovski crystal bangles, gem charm bracelet from my mom, agate bangle, Tiffany’s hearts. The agate and Swarovski ones are for sale HERE, use the promo code BathSense20 to get -20% off.
Today I checked my stats on how search engines find my blog. As usual, there are a large number of porn hits. Dog porn drives the most traffic to VeryBangled.com followed quickly by kopek porn. I googled kopek, it means ‘dog’ in Turkish. Score! I’m bringing in the international dog porn searchers! After we wade thru all the multiple porn and dog searches, the next most frequent search theme that brings you to me* is Forever + Henry Morgan + pocket watch. In a variety of combos.
Everybody is trying to find the brand of Henry Morgan’s pocket watch. This is some hard information to come by. My other Henry Morgan post and my other pocket watch post don’t return the exact brand. But you know what? After a lot of research today, I think Henry Morgan’s watch is by A. Lange Sohne, and dude, that isht disturbs the Forever timeline!
A. Lange Sohne started in 1845 which doesn’t exactly jive with Henry Morgan’s narrative (being born in 1779 and all.)(Interesting side note, A. Lange Sohne’s stamp changed sometime after 1890 with an added curve to the ‘A. Lange’ part of the logo which is much different from Henry Morgan’s watch.)(Oh my god. I think I might accidentally be the Henry Morgan pocket watch expert.)
So then I wondered if there were any great pocket watches on Chairish.com since I have a -20% discount code that works until Feb 11, BathSense20, for you all to use. Anyway, no pocket watches! But I found this awesome bracelet/watch that I have never seen on an episode of Forever. However I have faith that with the right tie Henry Morgan could make it work.
*Welcome! All coffee is complimentary but cream is extra. Also, you are probably going to be disappointed on the dog/porn front.
One of the long lasting downsides of being run over by a truck is that I’m not great in traffic. I’m an easily scared passenger, nervous driver, completely non-bicycler, jumpy pedestrian. So mostly I stick to the sidewalk. Fortunately work is just a mile away so it’s pretty easy to live life as a pedestrian.
It’s dark now when I close shop. I think about my visibility all the time. I wear a lot of white jackets and white pants. I’m very focused walking, I look into the eyes of drivers when I cross in front of them, I never take out my phone, I don’t listen to music.
But still people are reckless, dangerous in their driving, bicycling, even as they run/walk by me.
People will risk their lives to save 5 seconds of time. Every night I see some dumbass running against the light on a big busy street dressed entirely in black. Moms looking at their cell phones as they push the stroller out into an intersection, not checking to confirm a car is turning. Taxis trying to squeeze thru on a yellow that has already turned red. Bicyclists without helmets, without lights, in the dark, splitting lanes. Everyone is at fault. Everyone thinks they are in the right. I can go on forever on this topic.
Another long term downside of being hit by a truck? Rage. I have a lot of rage. Especially towards these morons I watch breaking the traffic rules, making foolish and unsafe choices. This post is already priming me to Hulk out.
But so I focus on myself, on making my movement through this world safer and that includes my new light up bracelet. For my walk home in the dark. My doggies have their lightup collars, and I now have a lightup bracelet I got for $.20 at Goodwill. Besides my ivory bangle, this is my best Goodwill find yet.
So what’s the promo code, Margaret?! You yell at me from across the room. It’s BathSense20 and saves you 20% off until Feb 11th. Plus I’ll include a gift with purchase which may or may not be a cute baby koala.