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{April 20, 2012}   Enjoying The Tulips

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I have not shown any personal pictures yet, so here is a treat for you ūüôā this is my princess enjoying a beautiful day with the flowers. Have a beautiful day everyone!



{April 12, 2012}   Should I be upset??

Good morning All,

I am feeling a whole lot better this morning and it does not feel like a chore to turn on the computer as it did the past couple of days.

After studying¬†at the Gemological Institute Of America, and working in the diamond industry for ten years, a friend approached me and told me he was getting engaged to his girlfriend, a common practice among my friends (not to mention word of mouth)¬†who have good faith in me even now I no longer work in the industry as¬†I still have all my contacts. He called me over the past month for lengthy conversations¬†to ask me all sorts of questions, to get advice which of course I was thrilled to give and help with the good faith that he would be coming to purchase a diamond. I did have in the back of my mind that it was always a possibility he could always go elsewhere,¬† what was different was the amount of information he was taking from me and then going elsewhere and being such a close friend was now just being a bit rude. Or was it? He has every right to go anywhere he wants… so I let it go and told myself not to take it so seriously.

A few weeks past, I received a call. My friend had purchased a diamond from some ‘people he knew’ and he wanted me to give him my opinion. I breathed. I had already given him basic warnings which he had thought were silly such as make sure the¬† – lighting is correct if you purchase your diamond somewhere else (no spotlights as this alters what the real diamond looks like, and believe me every jewelry store you walk into has them!) – try and see the diamond out of the setting and look with a 10x magnified loop and the list goes on. I gave him a quick education about the four c’s color, cut clarity and carat. He sent me a scanned copy of his GIA certificate of the diamond he had gotten, (which is a detailed legitimate certificate of the diamond). He told me the price he had been charged, and he wanted to know what is the price I would of charged him. Ouch. Why would someone put me in a corner like that?

I called my ‘contact’ in the famed NYC diamond district who checked the weekly Rappaport diamond prices, which is an industry standard for pricing diamonds, it is published weekly and only available to those in the industry. I then called my friend and told him directly what his diamond was worth and what he might have been charged¬†by the¬†‘people he knew’. He had been screwed over. He had paid $5000 for his diamond and it was worth only $3600. I would rather have not had told him so as not to make him feel bad, but he insisted in knowing, then came all the apologies, I kept silent, what was I to say? I told you so?

As frustrated as I was, I still feel so terrible about what happened in the end to him, it is not like I was going to make a fortune out of my friend, my commission would of been $300. He knew that, I was upfront about it. I never wanted him to get hurt by anyone and he did. However, everything does happen for a reason. Diamond retailers are the worst and known for their highway robbery, but like a lot of mechanics ‘wholesale diamond sellers’ can really rob you if you are not educated about the diamonds, read up on line about the basics, you can go to GIA.ORG for some tips about diamonds and if you know what you are talking about, it will make all the difference, I promise!



Happy Holiday weekend to everyone, no matter what holiday you celebate, or don’t for that matter, as long as you have the weekend off work! As I am Jewish, and traditional, I have been going to a seder for as long as can I remember. The week before is quiet hectic as the cleanup begins, which is basically a good excuse to ‘clean any bread crumbs from around the house’ or a good spring cleaning! Every closet, every corner gets a detox and revamp. You get those moment’s of ‘ahh thats where it was’! Then there is the most complicated and that is the¬†kitchen which¬†is the most important¬†because not only does one have to clean exceptionally well like the rest of the house but it has to be ‘koshered for Passover’…. which involves leaving an oven on for 4 hours, a microwave with boiling water in it for 3 minutes etc etc I won’t go on! It is more the after feeling of freshness that is so wonderful and achieving and beyond special. What is missing? My family!

They are miles and miles away… my mom (originally french) ¬†lives in South Africa with my brothers, I have another brother who lives in Poland with his family¬†and my father is in London. While we talk all the time via Skype, nothing is as special as the memories I have of the passover seder (first and second meal)¬†craziness, yes craziness we have had over the past 33 years of my life with my family.

I have so many memories, none without all my brothers and I bursting into fits of laughter at every single seder, without fail. We had one aim as soon as we sat down to the seder, at that was to get to the meal time as quickly as possible however, my father would do everything he could to slow the process and make it last as long as possible. The one savior, wine!! While there were the four cups of wine that we were sopposed to drink, we must have gone through many many more to survive the seder! There were also the other fun parts like having the bitter herbs and charoseth but it was all the reading and sub-reading and explainations and then the fits of laughter that of course we would continuously get into trouble for, but we could not help it.

Years later we have had family reunions in South Africa, more Seder traditions and not too much has changed other than grand kids for my mother.

While the actual Seder is a whole lot shorter and we seem to get to the meal a little faster, maybe we are getting a little older? The laughter has not stopped, and for that I am so grateful. I no longer sing Ma’nishtana as I was the youngest of the siblings…and there are a lot of neices, nephews and my beautiful daughter.

I hope next year if not in Jerusalem, I’ll at least be with my family!!

Happy Holidays everyone!!



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