True friends are like diamonds – bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style. ~
True friends are like diamonds – bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style. ~
The Crown Jewels of Russia
The sparkle of diamonds and pearls and rubies and sapphires tease us mere mortals of a life none of us will ever experience.
Crown of India
With one stone we could buy a car. A house. With a handful of precious stones we could buy the world.
Crown of Iran
The power behind the symbol is also something us mere mortals will never fathom. How many lives were lost in the name of the crown? In the name of the monarchy?
The Minor Imperial Crown of Russia
The dreams of tomorrow sparkle like diamonds in the crown. Every sparkle a new facet of life.
Crown of King Henry VIII
But have heart, princesses of the world. Our wealth is not in rubies and emeralds and solid gold trim. Our wealth is in our heart. Our princess heart.
Imperial Crown of the Holy Roman Empire
Our wealth is in the love we feel, the words we share. Our determination to not give in. Not give up. Even in the face of adversity.
We are all princesses, queens, and kings, all children of royalty. Daughters of farmers and tool and die men and accountants, sons of waitresses and postal carriers and fishermen.
I must admit, though, I wouldn’t mind wearing one of those crowns — being Queen for a Day.
What a day that would be…
Equal to my desire to become a famous writer (move over, JK), is my desire for others to enjoy my work. While my first desire is right up there with winning the lottery and swimming in the Mediterranean, the second actually seems possible.
The other day I stopped into the Goddess Hood and found I had been nominated for the Sunshine Award on WordPress. I don’t know exactly what that is or where you go to find out about it, but just knowing that someone actually READ my blog and thought enough about it to submit my name really made my sun shine.
I was nominated by seventhvoice.wordpress.com, who is, among other talents, a very good, sensitive poet. I thank her – and you – for letting me know my posts make a difference in your lives. I think I’m supposed to nominate other blogs for other awards, but there are so many floating around out there I don’t know where to start. The Inspiring Blog Award, the Beautiful Blogger Award, The Very Inspiring Blogger Award, the Sunshine Award ― all are accolades that reward the determined writer with a bit of recognition…and appreciation.
I feel bad because I don’t have as much time to follow blogs and enter contests and write stories like I used to. It seems the older I get the busier I get. How did that happen? I subscribe to a handful of blogs and really want to subscribe to a few more. But even today I opened my mailbox and found 523 emails waiting for me. Where have I been?
I realized that asking you to read my blog or get my email blog puts you in the same situation that I’m in. We all are trying to put 10 pounds of sugar in a 5 pound bag. And I thought ― how can I pick out one or five blogs that catch my soul so much that I nominate them for all the awards floating around out there? What makes a blog about spirituality any more enjoyable than one about divorce? How do I know if your blog is an Inspiring Blog Award or a Beautiful Blogger Award?
So what I have done is nutty and escapist…something those of you who know me have no problem believing. I’m creating my own award:
Who is to receive this precious honor?
All of you.
All of you who take time to listen to my babble, all of you who send your thoughts and comments my way, all of you who strive to be more than you are today. It is for those of you who peek in once a month or wait impatiently for my next ditty. It’s for those of you who like me but never have time to read anything. And it’s for those who don’t care for my style but put up with me anyway.
And you know the best thing about this award? YOU can pass it on! Pass it on to anyone who makes you smile, anyone who makes you feel. Take my dancing diamond and send it to your best friend and the chick you barely know. Let them know you’re thinking about them and that you think they sparkle like a diamond.
You’ll feel better for it. I know I do.
Come on, admit it ― we all wish now and then we lived in the “lap of luxury.” Of course, we are perfectly happy in our little house/apartment, spending time with with family/kids/friends, and splurging on a Dove Bar now and then. But now and then don’t you think about noshing on that Dove Bar on a Paris street corner or on a deserted beach in Riviera Maya?
Alas, this little dittie is not about our lap of luxury ― it’s the lap of those who hold precious dogs and cats (and other furry little creatures) that I begin to wonder about. I have three ½ dogs ― two are mine, one inherited from grandpa, and one who spends more time here than at my son’s. I also have 2 cats adopted from Touched by a Paw. All great companions, hunters, and cuddlers. We cringe when we have to take them to the vet each year, spend money on their pills, food, chewies, cookies, ropes, grooming, treats, nail clippers, and all other paraphernalia, money that well could have taken us to Vegas. But we grin and bear it, for we love our animals and want the best for them.
Aha! Want the best for them. That is the key today. What exactly is the “best”?
Nearly $32 billion was spent last year in the pet industry. That includes vets, food, shelters, boarding, etc. That’s a lot for Bowser and Fifi. But it’s not nearly what could be spent should you do a little investigating. If I may: Here are a few of the wonderful little somethings we could also spend on our pets (and please do not move the decimals):
Mexican Hacienda Dog House: $30,000
Hello Kitty Crest Dog House: $31,660
Louis XV Pet Pavilion: $23,900
Cat Cabin: $1,398
22-K Gold-Threaded Pet Mattress: $3,000
Versace Barocca Pet Bowl: $724
Mink fur coat: $725
Pearl and Diamond Handled Pet Brush: $400
And then, for the pet who has everything (and for those of you who have a few extra dollars to spend), we have:
52-carat Diamond Dog Collar: $1.8 million
Dog tiara: $4.2 million
Now, we all know that these are purposely created as token items. No one in their right mind would walk Bowser in a diamond-studded collar or brush Fifi with a pearl-and-diamond handled brush. But just stop and think ― someone had to come up with this idea; someone had to sit in their little lab and say, “Geez, I wonder what the world will think if I design a mink coat for pets?”
Besides being a topic for morality discussions all night long, I bring this to your attention to point out the lengths we go to pamper those who walk on four legs and lick their you-know-what all the time. Besides the obvious negative auras radiating around these creations (feed the poor, donate to charities, pay off second mortgages), the thought of my dogs slobbering out of a Versace dog dish or sleeping in a Mexican Hacienda that costs as much as a car gives me the shivers. Why do humans go to these lengths to take care of those lower on the food chain?
Perhaps part of it is the feeling of “innocence” a cat or dog emotes. Those big eyes, that follow-you-around-because-you-are-my-hero antics stir many a heartstring. They are loyal, obedient, and clean (look how often they clean themselves??) They don’t trash their bedroom, drink the last soda, or spend all night on the Internet. They sleep most of the day, eat your leftovers and protect your abode from evil predators like mice and squirrels. Why don’t they deserve a generous portion of your income?
And what of those who fork out those prices to show off the love-of-their-life? For many I imagine the pet is the love of their life. Dogs and cats probably know more celebrity secrets than any group of therapists around. Who else would let you carry them around in designer purses? Who else would look so good next to your Calvin Klein jeans and Gucci bag? Who else would portray a sidekick (or main star, for that matter) in a movie and let you computerize their mouth to reflect human speech?
I suppose you could say those who dish out for the dish (oh so funny), are compensating for something. Their need to be noticed extends to their immediate family, which, for some, is only their pets. Husbands and wives come and go, kids leave home, and career opportunities appear only when you have just had a baby or have just earned three weeks of paid vacation. My mother (and others) always said where there’s a will there’s a way, and W.C. Fields said there’s a sucker born every minute. All of this may be true. It’s up to us and our common sense to find a happy middle ground, both for us and our pets.
I often think the world is upside down. But then again, maybe that’s why I’m not living in the lap of luxury. Perhaps I’d better go out on the deck and teach my dog to move her lips like a human. After all, I wouldn’t mind eating out of that Versace bowl, either…