Tag Archives: bling

Last minute Christmas gifts for the weirdos on your list.

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For those friends who like to play in the dirt?

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Pencils. They’re not just for chewing anymore…

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I thought this next one was cute.

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But realized I might be attacked by that hungry red squirrel bitch and had to pass.

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Yoga dice?

How am I supposed to play craps if a winning roll is downward facing dog.

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I see the appeal here.

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We’re building a barn bar and the husband has been known to tick me off.

Hmmm..

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Because an internal kind message will take the sting out of an F Bomb gift.

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And finally there’s jewelry.

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Because no woman can resist a man who gives her turd themed bling.

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Something to sink your teeth into.

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Let me preface this post by saying I’m a woman.

A woman who loves jewelry.

A woman who has drawers, boxes and yes even Tupperwares full of jewelry.

But no where in my vast collection of personal adornment will you find these:

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At first I thought this was a joke. I mean come on…

Great Grandma’s choppers are not the first bling I think of when I’m slipping on my little black dress.

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But apparently this is real.

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And more than a little disturbing.

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May I just say…

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Eww.

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Engagement rings?

No. For the love of all that’s holy…. don’t get down on one knee and propose with late uncle Ezra’s right rear molar.

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That’s just wrong.

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