Where ever you may find a pink chicken mystery, I will be there. And I will be ALL ABOUT IT. Happy Saturday
Uhoh. Have I mentioned before how we have too many remote controls? Well, we do. And I did something wonky just now when trying to watch Brooklyn 99 on demand and now the TV is blank. 😮 All this would be fine if I only had someone else to blame for the mishap. As it stands, my honey is due home any minute and guess what he’ll first notice? Oops.
He’s got his skill set (remotes) and I’ve got mine. Mine is polishing up jewelry with just lemon and hot sauce! See that shine-y brass and copper cuff bracelet in the above photo? Five minutes B.R.C. (before remote cock-up) it was black. Then I sliced the lemon for the brass, grabbed my Tabasco for the copper, and went to work. Two minutes B.R.C. I had a beautiful brand new looking cuff from my mom. Apparently some boy gave it to her when she was twelve. Love springs eternal! Let’s just cross our fingers that it endures the Great Remote Lecture of 2015.
You know that first day back from vacation where your to do list is 12 main items long plus many small sub items? That’s where I’m at today. Bet you are too, right? I wrote butter, double underline, on the top of my list because we are so short of everything. Already crossed off are: post office, photo lab drop off, doggies to the vet, and email shrink to confirm today’s appointment. It is 10:43 a.m. I’m less than a quarter of the way thru my list, still no butter
What’s on your list? Tell me so I can feel better about mine… Or feel ‘butter’ about mine. Hahahhahha.
Today’s bracelets: two copper cuffs from Goodwill, silver XO’s by Elsa Peretti.
It’s 6 o’clock somewhere! Actually, right here. It is 6 o’clock here after a busy work day. But I wanted to show you guys today’s bangles because I have a new one. Remember my desire for a figa charm bracelet? Of course you do, because you are awesome. I picked up some figa charms and took them to my usual place, Hutten Jewelers, and Izabella put them on a bracelet for me. I feel luckier already. The other bracelets are a silver Cuff from my dad, a North Africanish bangle, the new figa charm bracelet and my old charm seashell bracelet. Keep your figas crossed for me.
So…. I did something. Remember the forlorn pumpkin from yesterday? I spent the day imagining the little kid who made it. He or she must be two or three. You know, too young to carve a pumpkin but old enough to want a pumpkin and to decorate it.
There’s a corner store on my walk to work that sells gourds (and Christmas trees, oddly, but that’s a different story) so I decided to get the sad pumpkin a friend. I was super pleased with myself until I arrived at the stoop. The sad little pumpkin was gone! With just a dirt ring to show where it used to be. I think some jerk probably stole it. It’s kind of a busy street like that, in the middle of the city.
I was in a quandary. Now my friend pumpkin would be all by itself if I left it. But the poor kid would have no pumpkins if I didn’t. Who am I kidding? I still planned to leave the pumpkin. So I did. My pumpkin replacement slash offering. Complete with stickers. Happy Halloween, kid.
My bracelet’s today are two horn bangles, my silver Tiffany’s bangle from Christmas 1993, and my Tuareg ebony and pounded silver cuff I used to wear everyday in the year 2K.
Today my UP gets a moment in the spotlight! It goes with the little turquoise bracelet so I figured, what the heck? It’s paired with my dad’s watch, which it turns out I have to wear to keep the time running. I’m also wearing a little Native American silver and turquoise cuff, and my asymmetrical brass wire cuff from Goodwill.
Dude, I am dragging today. My mom would blame the low barometric pressure and this funky weather we’re having in Sauna Francisco. It’s so warm! Hot even! And with our drought going on, I’m worried. I woke up the other morning smelling smoke, convinced something nearby was on fire. But it was a remanent of a dream. I blame my dragging on staying awake too late last night. And the low barometric pressure, I think my mom is right on that one.
Great news though, I sold a painting yesterday! So I hustled my butt this morning to get it to the shippers before work. Here it is below, it has a highly reflective surface so the glare is huge. Farewell “The Sub”! Hope you enjoy your new home in Minnesota! Better you than me!
It’s not often that I encounter other Margarets out in the world. Or Margarets who only ever go by Margaret, not Maggie, or Meg or any of the other nicknames that I can not abide. When I do, they are usually part of AARP set. Which suits me fine because I tend to share a lot of common interests with the ladies of that age: needlepoint, soup, knitting, dollhouses, early bedtime. Using outdated phrases like razzmatazz, and shenanigans.
But today the other Margaret I spoke with divulged her special interest- bangles!! She apparently owns a big collection. And I thought “Woh!” because I was very impressed by this chic lady. I wish I had asked to take a picture of her wrist but I was too shy. So you get more of the same, my wrist. Plus my hand with some notes on it, maybe even including the word hand.
Today’s bangles are the posthumous birthday gift bangle from my dad, the Elsa Peretti vine cuff also from my dad, and my brand new knot cuff.
My mom is going to be so proud of me and my matching skills today. My usual attempts to match are less about “matching” and more about falling through my wardrobe to find myself fully dressed. Black and red rose print leggings and purple striped shirt? I don’t mind. But today! Wow! Not only do my shoes and my bangles match, but my eyeshadow matches, and my shirt/pants combo is generally complimentary. I tried to get a photo of this but the art of full body selfie taking is lost on me.
Today’s bangles: the pair of blue Hermès bangles from back in the day and my two brass Goodwill finds.