All I've wanted for three years now is a new strand of pearls. Real pearls. Something to make me feel elegant. 
Not like the strand I bought at Walmart when I was 19 (that I still have). But hey, who knew that $5 investment would last over 7 years? I certainly didn't.  But you know what my sweet husband bought me for Christmas? Yup. You guessed it.
Pens. Multi-colored clicky pens. 
And a sparkling, shiny perfectly polished strand of pearls. Every southern girl's dream! Oh, I...