If you’re like me you cherish the time you have for yourself! I don’t play golf or tennis, I don’t run, I am terrible at cards. I don’t knit, I’m horrid at sewing. I rarely fish, or hike I do like to walk, but I’m poor at skiing. I do however like to treasure hunt! If I’m not treasure hunting, I’m reading about treasure to be hunted. I’ve successfully taught my daughters to hunt also, just like a bear teaches her cubs. Constantly, they amaze me with the knowledge they have amassed in such a short time. Fueled up on cappuccinos and armed with bottles of hand sanitizer we set out. I hear voices chattering directing me to sometimes the worst looking thrift shop, my girls constantly advising me how some of the best treasures are found in the most unlikely places! Furthermore, I heed their advice and we venture in.
This weeks treasure’s an old leather purse. I remember casting it aside before a flash of gold caught my eye. A gold pendant someone had mounted on an old worn black leather purse. The pendant looked tarnished; the initials were my husbands, and on the back was a moon and rhinestones for stars! I knew I had to have it. I tossed the old thing in my basket along with: Italian cowboy boots, a Fendi purse and several cashmere sweaters.
… I guess $12.95 wasn’t too much to pay for the old dirty black purse after all! Upon making a detailed inspection of the pendant, it turned out to be 18 k rose gold, with mine cut diamonds.. and just think of the great story I get to tell when I wear it!