Hi it’s Christina –
Good Morning! It is another
beautiful day in Central NJ, and I started mine with a quick trip to the grocery
store so I could get that out of the way and have the rest of the day to do
what I please. We finally got the grass cut, thanks to my father in law
bringing over his mower, so I may just bring my laptop outside for a few hours
and work on editing out there.
Right after I finished my
blog yesterday, I got a text from Lys asking if I could pick her up at 12:30
instead of 12:00. I look at the clock, and it’s nearly 11:00. Then my phone
beeps and I get the text she had sent the night before telling me where I need
to pick her up. How does that happen? Anyway, I see she needs to be picked up
in Franklin Lakes, which is an hour north of us, I still hadn’t showered, Tyler’s
bike isn’t in the car yet (yeah, he forgot it), and I wanted to dig up a patch
of Lily of the Valley for Tyler’s folks to plant, because his mom loved the
bouquet Lys gave her, and asked if she could plant them.
It’s funny, Tyler’s mom is the third person to ask if they could plant the cut Lily of the Valley I’ve given them – nope, but I’ll give you some so you can.
It’s funny, Tyler’s mom is the third person to ask if they could plant the cut Lily of the Valley I’ve given them – nope, but I’ll give you some so you can.
“I should make it by one,”
I told her and started racing around like a nut. I think I walked in the door
at ten after, so I think I did well. I walk in the door, am greeted very
nicely, then promptly offered a crudité and a glass of wine – no to the wine,
but I took a cucumber chip topped with crab, mostly because I felt bad repeatedly
refusing the servers. I go over to where Lys, Tyler, and business partner Bryan
are standing, and Tyler promptly tells me I’m not allowed to leave until his
dad comes back. Okay, I can stay and look at pretty things for a while if I
must.
As heavy as it looks |
Let me tell you, Tyler in
a jewelry store, is a person in his element. He took me on a tour of their
entire line, explained about the different designs, the different metals, the
different gems – colors, cuts, countries of origin. He was so excited, so
passionate, and so knowledgeable, you could tell he truly found his calling in
life, which is phenomenal for someone so young. He had Lys modeling various
pieces of jewelry – which I totally understand, but then he started snapping bracelets
and sliding rings on me. I just chuckled and let him have his fun.
Soooo pretty! |
I dang near died when I
was looking at a very heavy, very beautiful, ring, and it slipped out of my
fingers and hit the glass counter. No harm was done to either the ring or the
counter, but I did request Tyler not hand me anything which was worth just shy
of a million dollars, or at least not to tell me its worth until after I handed
it back to him.
Now, just because I don’t
wear jewelry (it would be a sin to leave it sitting in a box because I have nowhere
to wear it), does not mean I cannot appreciate it. As I said before, pictures
do not do Tyler’s dad’s jewelry justice. There was one piece I did fall in love
with, but even if I could afford it, I don’t think I would spend $125k on any
piece of jewelry…ever, no matter how gorgeous – and this necklace was gorgeous.
It was platinum and white diamonds with rose gold and pink diamonds.
Amy in action |
We got back home around
3:30, much to Dani’s chagrin because I was supposed to highlight her hair, but
returned too late to do it and for her to be able to get to a 5:00 party. Later
today I’ll be putting on my hairdresser’s cap.
2014 Championship Team |
Slutty Brownies |
Mild Mishap |
Lys quick whipped up a
batch of slutty brownies, and we headed over around 7:00. As soon as we walk
in, I see a woman sitting at one of the tables and I asked her, “Are you by any
chance a Faulkner?” to which she gave a cautious “Yeah…” I told her I graduated
high school with her older sister Michelle. After that, I bumped into several
people I knew, and even some parents of people I knew. The whole “zero degrees
of separation” was in full force last night.
Corn Hole |
Ray and Laurie put out a
big spread, and the food was yummy. I got to play corn hole for the first time.
It was fun, and I actually held my own. I partnered up with a friend’s cousin
who was visiting, and we lost our first game 21-19, but then we won our second
game 23-20. I am going to pat myself on the back a little, because I was
throwing against the party’s corn hole champ, Jimmy. He hit four in the hole,
in one turn, and got to sign the board. I was able to negate a lot of his
points, and I was even able to score a few points against him.
Okay, this has gone on
long enough. I’ll wait until tomorrow morning to tell you about my garden. I hope
you have a super-d-duper day, and happy writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
You will
never believe what I found in the back yard
Now,
I have found some pretty strange things in my back yard over the years –
arrowheads, a two headed snake, a rare coin, an orange frog; but this time,
nobody’s going to believe what I stumbled upon. Heck, I still don’t believe it
and I held it in my hand.
Since
it was such a nice day, I decided to tackle weeding around the pond. Not one of
my favorite chores, but it beat working inside on something as equally loathsome.
I was almost halfway through when I spotted what I thought was a salamander.
Much to my surprise, when I put my hand down next to it, it climbed right into
my glove and rubbed his face against my finger, much like a cat does when she
wants some attention.
This
odd behavior had me raise my hand closer to my face, so I could get a better
look at the creature. When I did, he made eye contact with me, and as strange
as this sounds, appeared to smile. Then he proudly unfurled a pair of craped wings,
blew tiny puffs of smoke through his flared nostrils, and then rubbed his head
against my finger again. It took all I had not to drop the poor thing.
It
was obvious he was affectionate and friendly, and for some reason he liked me;
but all that kept going through my mind was, where the heck am I going to keep
a dragon? My husband’s going to flip.
Your Next Challenge is:
They sat
next to each other, but pretended to be strangers
You have ten minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count, and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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