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Calypso and I were watching TV over the holiday break when a Kay Jewelers ad came on and ended with the annoying jingle, "Every kiss begins with Kay." Calypso then began a bit of a rant. "Every kiss begins with blood diamonds. I don't ever want a diamond, not even when I get engaged. I'll know I have the right guy when he proposes with a cuckoo clock in his hands!" Yep, my girl wants a cuckoo clock as a promise of future wedded bliss. Yep, this makes me smile inwardly with pride.
Diana stated her intention of going out on Black Friday and asked if I wanted to come along. I gave a very emphatic NO because told her no bargain exists that could make me want to brave the insanity and greed that is the retail feeding frenzy of Black Friday. She hastened to explain she had no intention of shopping. She just wanted to mess with people by finding scarce items at WallyMart to load her cart with and drive people out of their minds while she paraded the items before eventually returning them to shelves in the wrong department. I have to admit I was tempted by that.
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I wanna hang out with Calypso! That's a kid who has her mother's sense of fun.
The apple don't fall far from your tree Trini...hehehehe
I think it's awesome Calypso is aware of the human cost behind diamonds. And did Diana really do what she set out to do in Wallyworld? That would have been hilarious.
Michelle, you and your daughters have a wicked sense of fun! Poor shopkeepers! I admire Calypso's idea of an engagement object. I must admit that I think diamonds are way outside the reach of mid-to-poor people now. I prefer the idea of those artificial diamonds that are cheaper and look even better - Dave
"Every kiss begins with Kay."
That and the sickening luxury car and Jared jeweler commercials make my stomach turn.
As for Midnight Black Friday shopping, somehow my wife talked me into going and I swear to God I will never do that again.
There was an incident on Black Friday here at a Victoria's Secret. Diana would have had a field day with that!
So, did Diana drive many people crazy? As for Calypso, good girl. I got married at the courthouse (I'm cheap that way) and the justice of the peace who married us was sorta nonplussed when we said, nope, no rings to exchange.
I think it was much more fun to travel with the money we saved.
Well, when my wife and I got engaged, I popped for a REALLY nice dinner. I asked her to marry me, she said she would, and six months later we did. We are proud to wear our wedding rings, but there never was a diamond. I am utterly flabbergasted when my younger friends tell me about their trips to the jewelers' (which is their first and most fundamental mistake), where they're told that the 'going rate' for engagement hardware is 2-3 months' pay ('cuz, you know, anything less just won't be enough to induce the beloved to say 'yes') (and if that's really true, the suitor should run, very fast, in the opposite direction). . .
I actually love the cuckoo clock on multiple levels - "Just how crazy are you, bub?"
And Diana is very wicked. I was right with her, laughing all the way, until the 're-shelving in the wrong department' bit. I'm sure it's out of all proportion, but I am driven to utter spastic insanity when I'm looking for cocoa powder, say, and there's a can of shaving cream sitting on the shelf. . .
But points to Diana for ridiculing the ridiculous. . .
Just remember:
Every Piss begins with "P"
And I'm waiting for Bijoux to elaborate on the 'incident' at Vicki's. . .
If I wasn't already married, I would be down your way tomorrow, cuckoo clock in hand. Bravo, Calypso!
Your girls have their heads on straight! I love the sense of humor in your house, but admire the ethics even more.
I hate those commercials that suggest that you are not loved or appreciated unless someone drops a ton of money at your feet.
Whatever bobble is dropped in your lap is only a symbol. The real gift is the love behind it.
Ah Kay jewelers... The marriage experts. I should cross-out all the love references in my Bible and write Kay in the margins.
Good news! We found my wedding band! Not the original one that I paid too much money for... the one that shrunk on my once-upon-a-skinniness. No, the cheap, plain replacement that I lost a couple years ago. I am proud to wear the band--not for any type of snob appeal, but for the marriage that it represents.
As a mother, you must know that you did something very right with that child.
She actually thought about the jingle, thought about the meaning, the intent of a commercial "jingle" tag line. She didn't just take it for granted. That is good. She had a bad reaction to the intent of the actual phrase. That is a very good thing. And she did so with such zeal, such passion and did it with a wicked sense of humor. Oh my, Lime. That child is golden!
I love Calypso's ideas about diamonds and cuckoo clocks. Comedian Ron White also said:
"You know those DeBeers diamond commercials?" he asks. "They've become more truth in advertising. First it was, 'A diamond is forever,' then 'It will take her breath away,' then 'Diamonds: Leave her speechless.' "
"Translation is," he says dryly, "that'll shut her up!"
But Diana's on her own messing with the shoppers. I don't even leave my house on black Friday.
These days, you risk getting trampled or pepper sprayed by other shoppers on Black Friday!
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