In their world $60k didn't buy a car, much less a house.
That is the one semi-reasonable thing about pegging the cost of a ring to your salary, at least. Although I'd still say less than one month is plenty.
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In their world $60k didn't buy a car, much less a house.
That is the one semi-reasonable thing about pegging the cost of a ring to your salary, at least. Although I'd still say less than one month is plenty.
I have a diamond engagement ring. It's the one we both thought was pretty when we went to look at rings, certified conflict-free, did not cost a whole paycheck much less three months. I enjoy thinking that maybe I could use it to cut glass if I needed to. It does not come off my finger hardly at all - not for washing dishes or kneading bread or lotioning up my hands. Kinda hard to get on and off, truth be told. Engagement ring, wedding band and an amethyst ring DH gave me wen we'd known each other about two months I wear constantly, and I rarely think to put any other jewelry on.
Research suggests that 45 per cent of European people have straight hair, 40 per cent have wavy hair and 15 per cent have curly hair. Studies also show that the chances of inheriting curly hair is around 90 per cent.
I have curly hair. No one else in my family does, on either side as far as I know. Evidence mounts. Come, Watson, to the family scrapbooks!
Also, I own no clothing with holiday themes of any kind, though I do have my eye on a hoodie sweatshirt with snowflakes on it.
I'm the only one with curly hair, and the only one with red hair. My mother would have gotten a lot of funny looks except that I'm also the only one to have blue eyes like my father.
Damn, the internet is a small world.
It's supercute; I'm totally geeking out on that site.
Rich people live in the imaginary box in my living room. I think someone who buys a $90 bottle of wine IRL is fabulously wealthy. I just can't translate wealth into actuality. It's...the stuff of fiction to me.
My bf's ex was from a comfortable family, and she ran him into the ground with Coach bags, $500 shoes, etc. on a not-comfortable salary. I didn't really get it until a months or so ago. And he keeps just being...stunned by my low-maintenence expectations. He asked me what I wanted for Xmas, and about cried when I said an iTouch case.
Granted, would I love to go crazy with money?! HELL, YEAH! But it's stupid.
I have a bright purple sweatshirt with a snowman on it that I wear as if it was holiday-themed clothing. It's garish and festive, but celebrating...the holiday of Wintertime? I don't know. I also have Christmas socks (mostly because they have penguins) and Halloween socks. Probably Christmas pins and earrings, but I would have to go look to be sure, I don't make a point of wearing them. A blue snowflake necklace that DH got me because it looked vaguely Hannukah-appropriate.
OK, I'm heading out to vote, do one last batch of phone banking, and then to the victory (?) party....
I am so cold that I could weep. My office was warm earlier today. Or warmish. Whither thou goest, heat?
Whither thou goest, heat?
a) South.
b) Away from the socks.