Three Times a Charm

As you may know, the Giants won the World Series last night. Three times in six years! I cried. I cried because of that same now pointless muscle memory that just keeps sucker punching me in the face.

After my World Series post the other day I did some further research on this whole Tiffany’s World Series charm business, and thanks to Pinterest found the 2010 and 2012 charms. I checked Tiffany’s just now and the newest one isn’t out yet. But I’d probably consider getting it for myself when it is.

Enjoy some Tiffany’s charms and then game day pics of my dad and me. It gives new meaning to “throwback Thursday”.

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Even my dogs are fans.

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My dad’s like “I’ll smile, but there’s a game going on, you know.”

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I think this is opening day 2013. Yep, my dad tucked that doofy flag in his shirt collar. He had kind of a silly side to him once in a while.

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I have no explanation as to why all my selfies mirror image themselves on my iPad. But this was from Metallica night! We both look tired…from rocking out so hard.

IMG_2930.JPG The irony that our last game together was an A’s game. SMH. I just noticed the guy sitting behind me is totally peering over my head.

10.28.14 concentrate and ask again later

IMG_2915.JPG There will be no end of orange and black in October. The amount of orange walking around SF today is impressive. Smart retailers should always send their surplus orange clothing to stores in our town. And Detroit. Because who buys orange? San Franciscans do. I’ve got my orange poof coat, orange (well coral) pants, orange dress, orange scarves. How much orange do you have in your closet? Probably not as much as I.

Anyway, today is kind of exciting. Grab a seat, my dear readers, because I’m about to tell you about IVF.

Today was the first ultrasound to start the process, which, if you recall, is round two for me and my husband. I’m trying not to be someone who fixates on it, because that only leads to disappointment. For that reason I plan to not blog about it all the time, either. Just be all casual like, you know?

But it’s so interesting, I thought people might like to know what it involves. If I only knew about this stuff when I was in school, I think I’d consider it as a career. And then, oh! The bangles I could buy!!

I’m going through IVF because I have a low egg reserve and I produce few eggs. My follicle count (yep! Like hair follicles, your eggs grow in follicles in your ovaries) is naturally about 1 or 2 per month. Most women are closer to 6 or 8. When one of the eggs reaches a mature size, you ovulate, which means the follicle ruptures releasing the egg. So even though usually just one egg releases, many others grow but don’t release and become reabsorbed. IVF tweaks your hormones to encourage follicular development and to hold off the ovulation process so as to collect multiple mature eggs.

My IVF process is called the Antagonist Protocol, which I’m certain my mother would agree is an apt name for any process of mine. Right now I’m taking some 25 or so vitamins, then in two days I start some baby aspirin and a giant antibiotic.

November 4th we get down to the shot business. For about two weeks, my honey shoots me in the gut morning and evening with a bunch of hormones to stimulate the follicles into production. Fortunately these shots do NOT make me a crazy lady. Unlike when I was taking these oral hormones similar to Clomid that made me so angry. I got in a fight with my honey about dinner and I was all “if he doesn’t want dinner, fine! Then we will never have dinner again! Fuck dinner!” And I threw out ALL of our food. There was even a moment in that mania where I stopped to question my actions, to analyze if I was acting crazy and then I was like “Nope! This is not crazy. He needs to be taught a lesson!”

So the injections are much preffered. But our neighbors must think we’re junkies because there we are, sitting in the living room, my honey injecting me in the gut for all the people across the street to see.

During this period of time, I pop over to Kaiser every other day or so to get blood tests and ultrasounds that monitor the growth progress. Which is super easy because we are just three blocks away from Kaiser.

Then, when the follicles reach the correct size, they harvest the eggs by knocking me unconscious. That same day they collect my husband’s “specimen”. That’s doctor code for he has to retreat to a closet in the office to jerk off into a cup. Making babies is sooooo romantic!

They combine the best quality eggs with the sperm, and presto! Test tube embryos! And then we wait three or five days (fingers crossed for five) as the cells divide. Judging on the quality of the embryos, they then return a small number to me.

And then we wait two weeks. Which is the worst worst worst part. There’s a little “what to expect about the process” video they make you watch that is all scientific until this part where the doctor says “Those two weeks will feel like they last forever.” The doctor! The other funny part of the video was after reinsertion the doctor says “Don’t worry, the embryos won’t fall out.” Clearly that is everyone’s concern so they had to address it.

My goals this time (which I have absolutely no control over) are to produce enough eggs, have enough of them fertilize properly so as to have left overs to put into deep freeze. It’ll save me from going through the injections again which also cuts down on the cost. Shit be expensive! Oh, to think of all the bangles I could have ­čśŽ

Final share about the process, this is where the magic of life kicked in. Some of my dad’s life insurance payments arrived just when the bills started. So it’s still going on the credit card for the points, but we have the cash to pay for it in our bank account. It makes me cry, I’m so grateful to my dad.

Anyways, there’s that. Lessons here: always sign up for life insurance, and ladiezzz, no matter your age you might want to ask your OB about your follicle count. I don’t know if my life would be different if I had known at age 28, but maybe. Any questions?

Today’s bangles are silver Goodwill find, a stone Goodwill find, orange and black Clic Clacs.

World Series Star Bangle

The other day someone found my blog by searching “2014 world series star bangle” which is pretty awesome. At least I thought so, until I realized no, this is not a fellow bangle and baseball officiando, this is some dumbass who thinks the song is the Star BANGLE banner. SMH so hard.

Because I am occasionally helpful I figure I’ll give that star bangle googler the object of their literal search. Now I don’t know if they were a Royals fan or a Giants fan, so I hunted down jewelry for both.

IMG_2910.JPG Kansas city Royals. They have that one pitcher with the evil eyebrows. Not Guthrie, he’s the Mormon pitcher. For their fans Fans Edge offers this $14.95 silver “tone” bracelet. Silver tone means it’s not sterling, which maybe matters to you maybe doesn’t. I don’t even know enough about Kansas City to make a crack about it by saying “oh you people from that fancy Kansas City neighborhood don’t even want it when it’s sterling”… Like they are so fancy that it’s got to be pearls and sapphires or bust. But hey, at least I chose the correct colors of your baseball fan fancy gems.

For the fancy Giants fan there is Daniels Jewelers special edition sterling five charm bracelet for $539.95 $269.95.

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Rumor is too that Tiffany’s makes annual world series champion charms. Alas, the Giants charms from 2010 and 2012 are not to be found.

For the non fancy Giants fan we have this collectible piece.

IMG_2912.JPG Made from SF Giants beads and old barbie shoes. I’m not certain what Barbie shoes have to do with baseball, but so I’m guessing this $5.50 bracelet is not licensed by either Mattel or MLB. What you save in price you sacrifice in official licensing. Either way, there’s plenty of tiny black and orange high heels to go around.

Now don’t feel all left out and butt hurt Yankees fans. Your late 90s and Jeter glory may be over but if you act fast there’s a sterling silver Yankees charm bracelet on the Goodwill website. Auction closes Oct 29. There’s currently just the two bids which put the bracelet at $20.99.

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IMG_2914.JPG I took a brief break from typing to consult with Leroy on his baseball jewelry needs. It turns out he’s not all that interested in this blog post. So there’s that. Not everyone is a baseball fan. For the rest of you, enjoy the game tonight!

Fangles

That’s right, FANGLES. Fan gear + bangles = fangles dammit. Today is a good day for fake words.

As I mentioned in my earlier post the San Francisco Giants won the wild card game last night against the Pirates. I, naturally, am a Giants fan and frequently wear my black + orange gear, but while I was be-bangling myself this morning I realized I have no “official” gear. Well, except for ballcaps and hoodies. But what about official Giants jewelry? Does it even exist, you may wonder. And I am here to say, YES! It exists! Errgghh but it’s not that great :/

My favorite isn’t even a bracelet. SF 14ct Gold pendant
It’s a very simple, pretty 14ct gold SF pendant and it costs $917.99 because $920 would just be too much. Seriously, what do merchandisers have against round numbers? I know it’s a psychological sales technique but really? Does this *actually* sell better when priced at $917.99 vs $920?

Really

The next best is on the complete other side of the spectrum. It’s the money clip. Psyche. It’s the cuff made from an actual baseball for the very reasonable price of $11.99 Baseball Cuff

To find something unique and special, Etsy.com is the destination. Or crazy. Don’t forget to find something crazy… Sparkles up the wazoo Errhh ahem. Sometimes Etsy is a total strike out for being crazy crafty and not enough Crazy Crab (I see you, fellow Giants fan! THAT’S what’s up.)

So what to do? Custom, that’s what. And Etsy has a plethora of custom options. Custom stamp Here’s just one $24 example (Pittsburgh, because I’m an asshole)… I recommend requesting San Francisco or Giants or Go Giants or Gigantes or Humm Baby (my fav because I may be an asshole but I’m old school).

Welcome to Orange October.

9.2.14 krange October

IMG_2682.JPG It’s hecka krange how different a word sounds when you accidentally type the letter K instead of O. Right?

Wow, this post veered off topic straight out of the gates. It’s October in SF, the June of our year. Weddings, baseball, hot weather. But mostly baseball. So today’s bangles are slightly Giants themed. Orange and black because we won the wild card last night and we’re heading to the playoffs. On my wrist: my dad’s other watch, a silver and agate bracelet from Mexico, faux Cartier clous, and Les Flacons de Parfum.

Clic Clacs

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not the kind of girl who says no to some Clic Clacs. They have their time and place. With my color selection, that time and place is usually SF Giants baseball season. A girl’s got to coordinate with her home team, ya know? I have one skinny Orange/Silver and 3 fat gold trim with black, orange, and cream.

The thing is, they are the easiest to knock off. I don’t trust them on ebay. I’ve found multiple fake Clic Clac sites, and if I wasn’t concerned about where my credit card number might end up, I would consider buying a couple $60 Clic-Clacs. But, well, I am concerned where my credit card might end up. But if you aren’t, just search Hermes +Clic Clac. Tell me how it goes.