Yes, I have a little Jade stone Buddha sculpture on my desk. (The karma in my room definitely shifted slightly.) This last Sunday, my grandmother had me over at her house, helping her do a few picture prints and tidy around the place. It was so..depressing, in a way. To see her getting so old. (And she doesn't act old! She just..shows it sometimes.)
She's been giving my sister some of her stuff, as well as dropping off all sorts of crafting things for me, which I hadn't even known she was going to give me. Well, on that Sunday, she took me in to the living room and opened up a large cabinet full of all items, like old silverware and dishes, mainly china dishes, and a few odds and ends of things from back in the 20s-30s.
She pulled out this box, which in side kept these two (one big and one small) faux flower plants. And they weren't those kinds of fake-leaved ones. No, in stead the leaves and flowers were Jade stones and all sorts of other stones. The description below:
(Now, this is from the card tied around the neck of the pot)
This flower tree is made of Genuine Nephrite Jade leaves and semi-precious stone flowers, hand made in Hongkong by skilled craftsman and designed by artist.
Color - Stone - Where it's from
Amber ---- Carnelian ---- Brazil
Brown ---- Tiger Eye ---- Africa
Dark Green ---- Nephrite Jade ---- Canada
Green ---- Adventurine ---- Brazil
Light Green ---- Chrysoprase ---- Australia
Pink ---- Rose quartz ---- Brazil
Purple ---- Amethyst ---- Canada
White ---- White Jade ---- Burma
Yellow ---- Dolomite ---- Brazil
This pot is made of Brass - GOLD PLATED and lacquer coated to insure a lasting nontarnish finish and inlaid with Nephrite Jade.
For cleaning - use a feather duster or a damp cloth to wipe each petal.
(EDIT - Sorry! This all probably looked like a jumble of random words. I fixed it...kind of. The original way I wanted it posted out didn't work. Sigh.)
Thank God I used a damp cloth to bath it. It was caked in dust, as well as the mini one that also came with it. The mini one's pot was funny jade, and it's so cute compared to the bigger one.
I will keep these pots forever. They aren't going anywhere, unless I have the best kids ever. And then they might end up in their hands, but I won't know. Do I really want kids? Maybe in the future, when I've had a change of heart. I'm almost terrified that I'd do something bad. (No, not like a *****, you sickos.)
I'm sorry that I haven't been commenting on your journals lately. I want to, but whenever I go to post a reply, I blank somehow. Y'know how you said that you just didn't know what to say that one time that I made either my first or second real journal? Now I get how you felt.
God, I love talking to you. If only I could hear your voice like I did Alex's. I'm sure where ever you may be, you're doing okay and you're well.When ever I read that you're sick or depressed about something, I ache. I know that seems really pathetic, but I do. I hate seeing you like that. I know you can't help it sometimes, but I try to be there for you whenever I can.
I wasn't on at all yesterday, it seems. The power was being a douche and flickered on and off like it had hiccups in the system or something. It really pissed me off, because I was supposed to be making my reply to Alex's in the role play. (Which I'm still procrastinating. Oh shush, it's a perfect moment and I don't want Benny to ruin it! D: Let me live, gosh.)
I better get going. It's 6:33 am and I'm about to leave for school. I got my history questions done last night, unlike the night before, so I'm relieved to say I did all my homework. (It's good only having one actual core class this semester.)
Have a good day, love. Now, I better finish up this strawberry poptart and head out the door. I love you.
View User's Journal
Realizations.
Right-o. You caught me. No, put down that tape-recorder! NO! DOWN, BOY! DOWN!
 |
User Comments: [2]
| ||||
|
User Comments: [2]