Archive for the ‘Jewelry’ category

Take that thief– I’m getting new things!

April 12, 2011

Almost a month ago my car was burglarized by an unknown meanie. As I mentioned in this blog post, I lost a lot of valuable items. Well, I have a small sense of relief knowing I can replace some of these possessions. My insurance company has given me some money for new purchases. Here’s what I’ve bought so far:

Flower flip flops from the Dress Barn

Somewhat-funky socks from the Dress Barn

Silver and gold earrings from the Dress Barn

Capri pants from Kohl's

A dress from Kohl's

New Balance sneakers from Filene's Basement

My friend Jeannie helped me pick out the first five items, and my fiance helped me pick out the sneakers. I look forward to getting a new GPS, some shorts, and some short-sleeved shirts (all items that were stolen) in the near future.

When tragedy strikes, look for the silver lining

March 23, 2011

Imagine– you’ve just spent an amazing vacation full of fun, carefree living, tantalizing conversation, and exploration. While you’re sad to be headed back home, the joy of a week well spent overpowers any feelings of longing or nostalgia.

You encounter some road bumps on the way home (mostly related to your car’s functioning), but none of them compare to what’s about to happen. You wake up from a heavy night of sleep, walk into the hotel parking lot, and discover your car has been broken into.

Not only was the driver’s side window smashed, but practically half of the valuable possessions to your name were taken. More than $1,500 worth of stuff. The worst part is you could have prevented the crime. If you had been sure to remove all the valuables from view, the perpetrator probably wouldn’t have targeted your car  in the first place.

The combination of sadness your vacation is over, anger your car was burglarized, and regret you didn’t do the right thing can be a lot to handle.

Luckily, right after the incident I met a nice girl from Baltimore who cheered me up. Her philosophy is that the burglary was a sign from above. It’s a higher power trying to help me out in some way. Maybe he or she is telling me to be more careful in my life so that something worse doesn’t happen. Or that possessions aren’t everything.

In the last few days I’ve been mourning the “passing” of my stolen items. The retro Syracuse Chiefs shirt my fiance bought me last summer, the heart-shaped measuring spoons he just purchased because our measuring spoons are so mismatched, all the music from my time in France (where will I find all of these songs? Some are so obscure…), a bathing suit that fit me just right, my trusty GPS, my whimsical earrings from Kittery, Maine, and the list goes on.

Syracuse Chiefs shirt that was stolen

The objects I miss the most are the ones with sentimental value. Even if I am able to recoup some insurance money for the stolen items, there are many that can’t be replaced. So maybe the silver lining I must take away from this experience is that even objects with sentimental value aren’t as important as being healthy, having quality relationships, learning from our mistakes, and other facets of life. I must try to remind myself of this when I start missing that hair clip I’ve had since eighth grade.

Being engaged is kinda fun

January 23, 2011

You get lots of stuff:

White wine

Chocolates (as you can see, these didn't last very long)

Flowers

A wedding box

Stuff for the wedding box

Wedding books

Wedding post-it notes, a wedding datebook, and a wedding journal

Pearl earrings and a pearl necklace

A heart-framed picture

A book with art from Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz

My mom bought me the book because of my fiance’s connection to the artists.

Being engaged is also fun because you get to do photo shoots. Here are some pictures from ours:

It’s also cool because lots of people ask if they can help. Like my aunt offered to make Greek pastries for the reception, a friend is doing my wedding website, and my sister is keeping an eye out for bridesmaid and wedding dresses.

AND, my aunts,  cousin, and mom took my fiance and I out for an engagement lunch. We went to The Retreat in Liverpool, NY and had delicious meals (I had the quiche and salad special and he had the stuffed chicken breast and broccoli).

Lots of wedding-related things were accomplished this past week. For instance, we booked the ceremony and reception sites, wrote up an engagement announcement, and picked out photos we want to include on the wedding website. Also, we edited our guest list. The next steps are doing the save the dates and sending those out, writing up the story of how we met (also for the wedding website), and narrowing down bridesmaid dresses.

Engaged

January 9, 2011

The ring

On Thursday I got engaged. That’s right guys– I’m now officially off the market. Break out the tissues if you’d like. The proposal was low-key but sweet. As we were walking to our favorite pub, he spun me around and handed me the ring. Turns out earlier that day he had driven down to Connecticut to pick it up from his grandma. It belonged to her, but she wanted us to have it. She wanted to ensure it stayed in the family.

The amazing thing is that the ring first belonged to my boyfriend’s grandpa’s grandma. That means it’s from 1880 or so. Can you believe it? And it’s in such good condition! A neat back-story is that my boyfriend’s grandpa’s grandma was married to the brother of the famous photographer Alfred Stieglitz. And Alfred Stieglitz was married to the famous painter Georgia O’Keeffe.

So my boyfriend’s grandpa’s grandma may have worn my ring in the presence of Georgia O’Keeffe. Who knows– maybe the two women met frequently or maybe O’Keeffe even touched the ring once! Maybe I will never know the answer to these questions but it’s still fun surmising.

Don’t mess with me…

July 29, 2010

…or my eye will get you!

My coworker just got back from visiting family and friends in Turkey. Upon her return she gave me this bracelet:

The eye in the middle protects against the “evil eye,” or “Eye of Medusa.” In Turkey and other Mediterranean cultures the evil eye is a look that is believed to cause injury or bad luck to the person at whom it’s directed for reasons of envy or dislike.

In other words, if someone looks at you with ill will, you’ll be harmed.

But because I now have this bracelet, I am immune to their hostility. Yeah!