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[Chandaliers. giggle.]

Yes, this is a fancy-smancy chandalier. No, it wasn't at my cardiologist's office today. You see, today I was at the cardiologist for my follow-up. I was busy. I did not take pictures. Hence the picture of the chandalier. I guess I could have brought my DSLR with big ole' flash and take pictures of all my cool, young [cough, cough] friends I've meet. Or I could have taken some awesome pictures of the heart charts and heart diagrams. That probably would have bore you so, and that probably would have gotten me some serious strange looks. So, no I didn't bring my camera. :]

When I say the word "chandalier", it makes me kinda giddy. Giddy, mind you. It reminds me of the "chandalier" that I had growing up. My momma's "fake crystal-real glass" chandalier. That chandalier was like our prized position. I remember thinking I was cool because we had a "fake crystal-real glass" chandelier over our dining room table. [probably didn't think about the "fake cyrstal-real glass" part] had to clear that up. *ahem* It's the little things in life. Anyway, moving on...

We, my brother & I were very privleged to clean it. very. Have you ever cleaned a chandalier? Didn't think so. Each and every piece of  "fake crystal-real glass" chandalier would be douced ever so carefully into the special bowl of windex, then wiped down and re-hung. It was a special process. Momma would supervise. I felt we had a "rich" house. It was the "fake crystal-real glass chandalier" that made it so.

Then there came a day. A sad, sad day when one of the "fake crystal-real glass" chandalier pieces was tragically broken. It was broken because a giddy, college-aged girl was very giddy over her boyfriend who was present at the meal. Whoops. The chandalier will never be the same. And  if you ever find yourself at my momma's house you might be priveleged if you get asked to play  "find the missing "fake crystal-real glass" chandalier piece" loop-hole game. It's fun. hard. and super brain exhausticating.  When you find it you will feel giddy. promise.

The End.

*please take note the picture above is not my momma's "fake crystal-real glass" chandelier. Thanks.*

*Note to self- before typing a post with a word that you will type a million and one times, make sure you can spell it right because spell check doesn't always work. It's not chandAlier, it's chandElier. Please remember this. Thank you self.*