What was really interesting about the store (because yes I was there when she bought them, K said she was buying a necklace for her mother, which she did, but I wandered off and she picked up my earrings too. So damn sneaky!) was the fact that they really want their customers to know the symbolism and meaning behind the stones and signs in their jewelry. It's cool. The earrings she got me were about new beginnings and love. Exactly what I'm looking to continue cultivating in my 30th year. Perfect, no?
I've always known that my August birthstone is Peridot. Mixed feelings. Part of me loves it, because it's the same shade of green as my mother's eyes. Part of me gets frustrated with it, because it doesn't really go with anything except black (sorry, Mom.)
Interestingly, apparently there are also horoscope stones in addition to birthstones. I guess this is because most months are divided between signs. So the Leo horoscope stone is....onyx. (Hey! It's black! Which goes with Peridot.....ooooh conspiracy). And onyx is a stone of....endurance.
So my stones combined make me a person of sincerity and endurance. Which, to me, seems spot on freaking perfect. People go through things. We survive. We keep it going, and try to be a decent person.
The other day I was emailing jokingly with some co-workers about engagement rings (my horoscope indicated I would be getting engaged this birthday....being single, I was understandably incredulous) I had emailed a very pretty, kind of vintage-looking opal ring from Zales. The girls were like "you so cray!" because the ring only cost $100. I don't see the problem. I think this makes me a catch! I'm super great AND you don't have to blow several paychecks on my ring! The gesture of a ring itself is enough for me...I mean, if you want to marry me, and we're in love (which is I hope the case when the time comes) then the schmanciness of the ring doesn't matter. What matters is we love each other, and you want that represented in a ring. But no, the girls tell me this is unacceptable, and I'm worth more. Meh. So I took a look at what a typical ring does for.
HOLY SHIT. How do people get married?! Doesn't the cost of the ring alone wipe out your bank account? This one is lovely, and was the "most affordable" at $2,500. It's beautiful....but....wow. Maybe I just need to start thinking more like an adult. I think when it comes to what things cost, I still act like a 13 year old who gets a monthly allowance. Am I crazy? Maybe I just think of the great vacations you could take with that money. Meh. Whatever. This isn't going to be any kind of thing for me to deal with for quite some time, but it's interesting food for thought.
