2020 resolution - shopping my own bag and wallet collection. Any one else?
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So sorry, it's very hard, I know.
Prayers for your baby, and anything else you are going through.
Bag #7- wore the Gucci Abbey out to the movies today...WW84. My DH surprised me with tickets in my stocking yesterday. We haven’t been to the movies since about January. Good movie and the bag was the perfect movie bag! Fit a bottle of water in it and was comfortable to have beside me on the seat.
@dcooney4 I am so sorry to have missed this post!!! All I can offer is to remember that their “yelp” is our “ouch dammit”. Can you share exactly (well, in layman’s terms) what repairs were made, or how the injury may have occurred if the vet had any thoughts about it.
For working with dogs, I never get into the physical health area other than advocating - I am so tender-hearted I am a big fricking wuss about it. Our cat (RIP) was diagnosed with Diabetes when he was 5 (he was with us until 17 years old) and we had to give him an injection twice a day (Insulin). My second attempt he squeaked and I was never able to do it after that; DH took that job on and you know, that darn cat pretty quickly started telling us what to do and how to do it and what food he wanted served with it. (I have since learned that many cats and dogs quickly adapt to the Insulin-giving routine and seem to know it’s a very important part of their lives).
Anyway, my 2 cents - don’t be too hard on yourself. Your love for Ryder is obvious and life-affirming and if they could talk, he’d tell you how much.
Love this bracelet!
Sounds like your mom was living vicariously through you - giving you jewelry she couldn’t wear but loved ... ?
This clutch is gorgeous!@Purses & Perfumes - was it you that wanted to know what could fit in the BV Chain Knot? Probably not, since you were getting one - but I can fit my iPhone 7 and my Comme des Garcons 3/4 zip wallet with no issues - I don't wear makeup, but I could add small things easily, lip gloss, stuff like that. A packet of tissues.It's been a hectic week with a blizzard thrown in for good measure, hope you all had a merry merry Christmas!
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He does look like he rules the house in this photo!
Yes! I played a bit of 'musical chairs' with the straps. My other oxblood bag has a chain strap that digs into my shoulder, so I took this bags's original strap (which I did not dye) and switched out the chain strap, so now the oxblood bag has a perfect matching strap that is comfortable to wear.
Then I took a spare black skinny strap and paired it with this green bag after I was done painting.
The painful chain strap is now a spare in case of emergencies.
Lovely photo! You make everything look so effortless and stylish.
She bought herself this silver purple-blues-lemon bracelet, and then a rock crystal-opal-moonstone version for me at the same time. I've ended-up with both. She lived in a sunnier climate, hourglass, va-va-voom figure, short hair, tanned easily and was tall, whereas as I live between a grey-blue coast and a very grey-green mountain, more athletic figure, long hair, don't tan anyway and totally average height. It's a challenge. Funnily, the pieces my father gave her and that she obviously didn't gravitate towards (high modernism) work best. My statement pieces I buy for myself lean more towards a) no gems b) more geometric/asymmetric. But I do love this bracelet, it's like a gem abstract collage and it certainly reminds me of her.
She started giving me her best pieces a few years ago, then stuff she just didn't wear anymore. Purples and pinks, jewel colours (emerald, sapphire, ruby) and turquoise and corral were her colours. Unless I'm strongly in a certain colour mood, head to toe scarlet for instance (which I was stuck on Summer '19) I'm usually more into black, grey, charcoal, forrest, stormy sky and neutral earth colours (although I'm not a natural 'Autumn') so DM's aquas and amethysts look can good in contrast, I like a bit of purple with all kinds of greens. Pink sapphires and Burmese rubies not so easy.
Thank you!Sending hugs and best wishes!
Thank you!So sorry, it's very hard, I know.
Prayers for your baby, and anything else you are going through.
Thanks! he is a small beagle mix about 16 pounds. We think he might have done it jumping on my sons bed, but we really don't know. He ruptured a disc and it was pressing on his spinal cord. He had part of the disc removed by a neurological surgeon. Our regular vet said she could not have done this.@dcooney4 I am so sorry to have missed this post!!! All I can offer is to remember that their “yelp” is our “ouch dammit”. Can you share exactly (well, in layman’s terms) what repairs were made, or how the injury may have occurred if the vet had any thoughts about it.
For working with dogs, I never get into the physical health area other than advocating - I am so tender-hearted I am a big fricking wuss about it. Our cat (RIP) was diagnosed with Diabetes when he was 5 (he was with us until 17 years old) and we had to give him an injection twice a day (Insulin). My second attempt he squeaked and I was never able to do it after that; DH took that job on and you know, that darn cat pretty quickly started telling us what to do and how to do it and what food he wanted served with it. (I have since learned that many cats and dogs quickly adapt to the Insulin-giving routine and seem to know it’s a very important part of their lives).
Anyway, my 2 cents - don’t be too hard on yourself. Your love for Ryder is obvious and life-affirming and if they could talk, he’d tell you how much.
A little story to get off my chest that is unrelated to bags but belongs in here. I joined this thread talking about my accident, and as it is about to be locked, I'll leave this story with it so as not to carry that weight into the next year.
There's a tiny coffee shop near me that I frequent. I get on well with the owner and all the staff, bar one of the baristas who happens to be on duty at the usual time I stop by.
Now, my order is not overly complicated (black coffee with a dash of skim), and I am always mindful to be cheery and friendly with the staff as I'm aware of how utterly exhausting their work can be. Yet, this one barista has always made it very clear that she is offended by my broken face. She grimaces when she sees me, steps away as though I have something contagious, huffs and puffs as she pulls my coffee and shoves the cup towards me with such aggression that she has spilled it onto the counter and onto my hand several times.
The owner, seeing her behaviour, has repeatedly explained that there's nothing medically wrong to cause her to fear me, but my face is simply different due to an accident; this made no difference to the treatment I received. Anyway, I do not let her bother me as the rest of the team are lovely and I want to support a small, local business.
As it happens, the shop was shut during the majority of this year due to lockdowns but has recently re-opened for takeaways. I have stopped by twice for a takeaway coffee to enjoy on my walks and both times this particular barista served me with a smile, answered my greetings and questions politely, served me my coffee without aggression or spillage and has been a completely different person all around.
I thought that perhaps the pandemic has shifted her perspective on things. Until today when the owner greeted me by name as I walked in and I saw the penny drop for the barista who immediately returned to her previous ill-mannered behaviour. It baffled me until I figured out what had happened. I'm now wearing a mask. The past two times she was friendly and polite, it was because she could not see the indented side of my face and, as such, did not recognize me.
I've known all along that people have been nicer all around since I've been wearing masks but this was a reminder that many do judge rather harshly.
I never thought I'd say this but, as cumbersome as they are, I may actually miss wearing a mask when this pandemic is finally over. That's not to say I am not wishing with all my heart that this nightmare ends, of course. I cannot wait for normalcy!
I suppose I'm quite lucky that I've experienced an upside to mask-life, rather than merely feeling suffocated all the time.
And that's that for 2020. Fingers crossed for brighter days ahead!
There's a tiny coffee shop near me that I frequent. I get on well with the owner and all the staff, bar one of the baristas who happens to be on duty at the usual time I stop by.
Now, my order is not overly complicated (black coffee with a dash of skim), and I am always mindful to be cheery and friendly with the staff as I'm aware of how utterly exhausting their work can be. Yet, this one barista has always made it very clear that she is offended by my broken face. She grimaces when she sees me, steps away as though I have something contagious, huffs and puffs as she pulls my coffee and shoves the cup towards me with such aggression that she has spilled it onto the counter and onto my hand several times.
The owner, seeing her behaviour, has repeatedly explained that there's nothing medically wrong to cause her to fear me, but my face is simply different due to an accident; this made no difference to the treatment I received. Anyway, I do not let her bother me as the rest of the team are lovely and I want to support a small, local business.
As it happens, the shop was shut during the majority of this year due to lockdowns but has recently re-opened for takeaways. I have stopped by twice for a takeaway coffee to enjoy on my walks and both times this particular barista served me with a smile, answered my greetings and questions politely, served me my coffee without aggression or spillage and has been a completely different person all around.
I thought that perhaps the pandemic has shifted her perspective on things. Until today when the owner greeted me by name as I walked in and I saw the penny drop for the barista who immediately returned to her previous ill-mannered behaviour. It baffled me until I figured out what had happened. I'm now wearing a mask. The past two times she was friendly and polite, it was because she could not see the indented side of my face and, as such, did not recognize me.
I've known all along that people have been nicer all around since I've been wearing masks but this was a reminder that many do judge rather harshly.
I never thought I'd say this but, as cumbersome as they are, I may actually miss wearing a mask when this pandemic is finally over. That's not to say I am not wishing with all my heart that this nightmare ends, of course. I cannot wait for normalcy!
I suppose I'm quite lucky that I've experienced an upside to mask-life, rather than merely feeling suffocated all the time.
And that's that for 2020. Fingers crossed for brighter days ahead!
You're lucky you have an honest vet who sent you to a specialist! Poor Ryder!
I'm sending you all the positive, healing thoughts and hoping with all my heart that he recovers sooner than expected and with the least amount of pain. This is such a stressful experience to read about, I cannot fathom experiencing it. You're incredibly strong. I really hope things start to rapidly improve for you and him.