Flash and Bling

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Yesterday and Today Himself: Another day of matching wrecks. One sandwich, and the next the one that hit the back. He got all but two done. He’s smiling tho. Herself: …offers an opinion: I do not like any lite, light, almost light, and very light mayonnaise.

In the midst of delightful jewels and faux everything, I learned a simple lesson. I am responsible for myself and my choices.

I got to the store an hour early, before we opened, to set aside my choices from the jewelry sale. I found some very good bling that would make my navy blue dress look more, and I was suckered in by a wonderful copper necklace and matching 1950’s bracelet. There had been a simple gold bracelet also, and dangly blue lumpy chain, and some tiny fake diamonds that match a necklace G bought for me a few years ago. A little pile.

I gave them to the lady behind the counter to keep with hers. The minute the doors opened, we were wall to wall shoppers. And donators too. By the time me and my no voiced body were free, someone had sold the bling and the copper. The lesson of the day is to take your choices with you or put your name on them.

I was lucky. No one wanted the gold bracelet. Perhaps it looked too small. The manager showed me how to push a little button, and it opened so I could get it on. The blue lumpy chain got returned to the racks, and the little bling circles were put in my hand by G.

And ya know….someone needed the bling and copper far more than I. But for a few moments, I was seriously dissapointed.