(Note: This post is a giveaway. Hooray! When you comment, please let me know if you are throwing your name into the hat)
I like to wear a big, big watch. First of all, I think they look cool, and work with tomboy style. But the Sturdy Gal also likes big timepieces because she likes to take a quick glance and know how long before the roast chicken needs attention, how likely she is to meet her friend at the bar at 6:00pm, and just how long that person has been talking for goodness’ sake. Cellphones are the default, but they require reading glasses, and password fumbling, and often get lost in handbags.
Problem was, my first love, the Rolex Cellini, doesn’t seem appropriate for days spent in peach and blue sneakers. So when the representative from JORD wooden watches got in touch with me about a product review, it seemed like time to try out another option. Meet my wood watch.
When my kids were here this weekend, we all went up to San Francisco. We knew we’d be walking – the current fitness initiative includes 10,000 steps/day, as often as possible – so I wore sneakers. Nike Air Max 90s, my number one most comfortable pair of shoes. Add a simple but unified set of affordable staples (specific items no longer available, similar seen in the filmstrip below) GAP 1969 selvedge jeans, a J. Crew striped tee, UNIQLO cotton moto-style jacket, as well as some long-owned jewelry, i.e. gold hoops, and double diamond solitaire necklace.
The JORD watches are battery-operated, a dial on the side sets the time. A benefit of wood I hadn’t predicted? So light.
Our expedition took us through San Francisco, from SOMA, up Nob Hill, over to Chinatown, down a hill to the Embarcadero, and into the Exploratorium. The Exploratorium is exactly what you might expect from its name, a science museum built solely of hands-on exhibits. It used to be over at the Palace of the Legion of Honor, in a picturesque but horribly clangy site. The new building’s acoustics work even for we easily overwhelmed. Highly recommended, for all ages.
After a couple of hours exploring light, sounds, and the infinite regenerative possibilities of hydras, we met up outside with my brother, his wife, and their baby boy, and watched toddler antics outside the the Ferry Building. He’s just starting to say words. Sigh.
Then my husband, kids and I ambled over to the Tadich Grill, for old-fashioned grumpy waiters in white jackets, men drinking in the early evening, and pan-fried sand dabs,
After dinner, I asked the kids to help me with some blog images. My daughter took the photo up top, my son this behind the scenes shot
And, as has been the custom here, we arranged a giveaway for you guys. You can win your own large blonde wood watch, which you too may find to be just the thing for knocking about a city. You’re probably going to have to locate your own redhead, but feel free to substitute your particular beloveds. Alternatively, I think this might make a great graduation present for someone going off to college. I wouldn’t actually add a red dot at 5:50pm saying “Call Mom,” but it might cross my mind.
If you’re in for the giveaway, please begin your comment with the word, “In.” Then tell me about a watch you remember. Did you lose it? Break it? Still have it? Or have you never, ever owned one. And why not? Watches. Story-telling icon par excellence.
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Edited to add the important stuff, i.e. the giveaway winner will be chosen and announced on the blog, Monday May 19th. I’ll also send an email notification.