how many of you with daughters remember the first time it was your
kid, not you, that was getting the once over?
Nah, it was too long ago… What got me more was the first few times
I got attention from some attractive young man, and realized
suddenly that he was treating me as though I were his Mom. Sigh. Ah,
well. My husband still seems to look at me the same ol’ way, thank
God! Thirtieth anniversary next spring.
On a more jewelry-related topic, there was the time I looked high
and low for an opal I had been setting… Eventually, a colleague
noticed it, stuck to my butt. I would NEVER have found it!