9.11.2006
Remember
There are a million things that I could say about this day, but I think my piece says enough. My love to all of you.
9.10.2006
Pinky's meme
Okay, so I got tagged by the wonderful GG and now I have to write 8 things/habits/facts about me. This was substantially harder than it should be. I mean really, this is me we're talking about! I've dawdled enough today, so here it is:
1. I was once offered to skate with Walt Disney World on Ice, Eurpoe Tour and I turned it down.
2. Although I have self esteem issues, I am extremely vain about my hair.
3. I think my husband is sexy as hell and he still gives me butterflies in my stomach and chills down my spine, every single time he kisses me.
4. I eat the exact same thing for breakfast and lunch every day: 2 waffles and a hot tea (breakfast) one ham and cheese Hot Pocket and a handful of Kettle Cooked chips with a Diet Coke (lunch)
5. I miss my skinny jeans.
6. I am the first granddaugher and my daughter is the first great-granddaughter.
7. I want to have another baby.
8. I am happier being at home than I ever thought I could be.
Okay, there it is! Who's on deck? These lucky folks: Pavel, Blurr, Orlando, RNG, Mindtwister and ButterflyChic!
Your turns!!
1. I was once offered to skate with Walt Disney World on Ice, Eurpoe Tour and I turned it down.
2. Although I have self esteem issues, I am extremely vain about my hair.
3. I think my husband is sexy as hell and he still gives me butterflies in my stomach and chills down my spine, every single time he kisses me.
4. I eat the exact same thing for breakfast and lunch every day: 2 waffles and a hot tea (breakfast) one ham and cheese Hot Pocket and a handful of Kettle Cooked chips with a Diet Coke (lunch)
5. I miss my skinny jeans.
6. I am the first granddaugher and my daughter is the first great-granddaughter.
7. I want to have another baby.
8. I am happier being at home than I ever thought I could be.
Okay, there it is! Who's on deck? These lucky folks: Pavel, Blurr, Orlando, RNG, Mindtwister and ButterflyChic!
Your turns!!
I haven't forgotten about the meme
We went to a birthday party yesterday and I was completely pooped from that. How can a party wear you out so much? Could it be that 10 children cracked out on sugar and party goodness just make me tired? Yes, I think that is entirely possible. My daughter wants to have a Rock and Roll birthday party which I think is cool. Until she told me that she wants me to build a stage so that she can perform. Um, no, I don't think that will be going down. I will, however, be turning our empty rental house into a giant dance hall. Streamers, balloons, records, glitter and I'm even going to make a disco ball. Oh yeah, it will be quite the Rock and Roll party.
I promised my daughter that we would make a giant pallette in the floor, eat popcorn and watch a movie of her choice (NOT Alice in Wonderland. God I hate that movie) so Pinky's meme will be showing up later. Also, I think I'm going to follow GG's example and use photos. That looked cool, and who doesn't love a visual? Oh, I did get a little un-lazy and post 2 of my pieces to my shop. The burgandy wire one is now in there, go look! Look, I say!! Until later, have a Happy Sunday.
I promised my daughter that we would make a giant pallette in the floor, eat popcorn and watch a movie of her choice (NOT Alice in Wonderland. God I hate that movie) so Pinky's meme will be showing up later. Also, I think I'm going to follow GG's example and use photos. That looked cool, and who doesn't love a visual? Oh, I did get a little un-lazy and post 2 of my pieces to my shop. The burgandy wire one is now in there, go look! Look, I say!! Until later, have a Happy Sunday.
9.08.2006
For my girlfriends...
Watch out for this scam !!!
READ CAREFULLY!I don't how many of you shop at Sam's Club or Costco, but this may be useful to know. I became a victim of a clever scam while out shopping. This happened to me and it could happen to you!!Here's how the scam works:Two seriously good-looking 23-year-old well-built guys come over to your car as you are packing your shopping in the trunk. They both are shirtless and start wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, with their highly-defined chest muscles and rock-hard abs exposed.
It's impossible not to look. When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say 'No' and instead ask you for a ride to another Sam's Club or Costco.
You agree and they get in the back seat. On the way, they start talking dirty about what they want to do to you. Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and begins kissing your neck and begs you to pull over so he can make love to you!!
While this is going on the other guy steals your purse!!I had my purse stolen last Tuesday, Wednesday, twice on Thursday, again on Saturday, yesterday, and most likely tomorrow!
*** A friend of mine sent me this and I just had to share. Happy Friday, indeed.***
9.07.2006
Dancin', Dancin', DANCIN'
I just sold TWO pieces within an hour. HOW COMPLETELY AWESOME IS THAT?? I sold the Off the Record necklace (look one post down) and the Raw and Radiant cuff that I made this summer. I also had one of the buyers tell me I should charge way more than I do for my pieces. She's not the first one to say that, but I'm not sure if I'm ready to up pricing. You know? Hell, I don't know. Having lower prices may seem like the work isn't worth it, but having higher prices may seem like I think too much of myself.
I didn't mean to get mired down in that. I'm happy dancin' and packaging and mailing 2 pieces!! WOOOO!
Everybody dance!!!
9.05.2006
Creative Challenge #16
I just finished this piece for JewelStreet's Creative Challenge # 16!! The challenge is to create a piece out of the color she picks. This is what I came up with:
Off the Record
By:
Go check it out! This was a lot of fun and I have never done anything like this. The challenge continues till the end of the week if anyone else wants to join in! (hint, hint, Blurr!!)
Part One
Would you like to hear a story? Of course you would! So, go grab a new cup of coffee or a soda, tell your boss you're on a conference call and get comfy.
Elisandra was married at a young age to an attractive man named Michael. The pair were well matched, both being from farming families they were comfortable enough in income to be above poverty, yet not be aristocratic. Elisandra, being a beautiful woman of milk-white skin, high cheek bones and hair the color of leaves in autumn, was sought after many young men. But it was Michael that had captured her. He made her laugh, the kind of laugh that fairies would have, that made your heart feel free and childish. In a lot of ways, Elisandra was still very much a child, although the fullness of her figure suggested a more womanly age.
In contrast to the lightness of Elisandra, Michael had dark skin, coal black hair, and eyes that shone a deep amber under well lidded brows. His smile was gentle and expansive. The deep laughter that boomed forth filled rooms with amusement. He was a hearty man with ambitions and desires and the determination to reach the lofty goals he set forth. Elisandra was one of those goals. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and the moment he glanced into her pale, blue eyes, he was stricken. There would be no other man for her, Michael knew he would be all she ever needed.
Within six months of their first meeting, they were wed. It was a joyful occasion, one as much for love as for business. The joining of the two families would provide a considerable income within the farming industry and Michael was slated to have it all when Elisandra's father passed. Their wedding day was filled with laughter and cheers of elation. Two families joined by this stunning couple were toasted and wished well for their marriage in the hopes of children and a long life together. Elisandra nearly floated to their room where she would spend the first night with her husband.
With her head filled with champagne and naive ideas, Elisandra dressed in her silk gown. Handmade by her grandmother for just this night, she studied herself in the mirror. Long layers of silk draped her voluptuous body. Adorned with ribbons and lace she simply shone with pure beauty and innocence. Her cheeks were pinked from alcohol and excitement, tinged with unknowing anticipation. Elisandra had never been with a man and was as scared as she was longing. Her first night with her husband was one to remember. She took one last look in the mirror to adjust the silk and ribbons and entered the wedding chamber.
Whatever Elisandra had imagined, Michael had other intentions. This was not the first woman he had been with and he had long forgot how to be gentle in times like these. His kisses were no longer soft and sweet, but hungry and hard. His hands were too fast for Elisandra, it was too quick, she was too scared and Michael was too lustful to notice. Trying to slow things only made Michael more fierce. The usual warmth in his eyes was gone and Elisandra saw a wild, primal look that made her afraid. Her innocence was lost quickly and harshly to a man that sought only his pleasure on a night that was to be cherished by both. The gown that was so carefully made by her grandmother, lay torn in the floor, discarded absently and without care.
After Michael was through forcing her from childhood to womanhood, Elisandra crept into the bath to weep. She had nothing to compare what just happened to anything else, but somewhere deep inside, she knew it was wrong. She hurt and sought comfort from the only person she could, her newly betrothed. He lay sprawled across the bed, sleeping soundly. On her first night of marriage, Elisandra curled on the side of the bed and cried herself to sleep.
Elisandra was married at a young age to an attractive man named Michael. The pair were well matched, both being from farming families they were comfortable enough in income to be above poverty, yet not be aristocratic. Elisandra, being a beautiful woman of milk-white skin, high cheek bones and hair the color of leaves in autumn, was sought after many young men. But it was Michael that had captured her. He made her laugh, the kind of laugh that fairies would have, that made your heart feel free and childish. In a lot of ways, Elisandra was still very much a child, although the fullness of her figure suggested a more womanly age.
In contrast to the lightness of Elisandra, Michael had dark skin, coal black hair, and eyes that shone a deep amber under well lidded brows. His smile was gentle and expansive. The deep laughter that boomed forth filled rooms with amusement. He was a hearty man with ambitions and desires and the determination to reach the lofty goals he set forth. Elisandra was one of those goals. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and the moment he glanced into her pale, blue eyes, he was stricken. There would be no other man for her, Michael knew he would be all she ever needed.
Within six months of their first meeting, they were wed. It was a joyful occasion, one as much for love as for business. The joining of the two families would provide a considerable income within the farming industry and Michael was slated to have it all when Elisandra's father passed. Their wedding day was filled with laughter and cheers of elation. Two families joined by this stunning couple were toasted and wished well for their marriage in the hopes of children and a long life together. Elisandra nearly floated to their room where she would spend the first night with her husband.
With her head filled with champagne and naive ideas, Elisandra dressed in her silk gown. Handmade by her grandmother for just this night, she studied herself in the mirror. Long layers of silk draped her voluptuous body. Adorned with ribbons and lace she simply shone with pure beauty and innocence. Her cheeks were pinked from alcohol and excitement, tinged with unknowing anticipation. Elisandra had never been with a man and was as scared as she was longing. Her first night with her husband was one to remember. She took one last look in the mirror to adjust the silk and ribbons and entered the wedding chamber.
Whatever Elisandra had imagined, Michael had other intentions. This was not the first woman he had been with and he had long forgot how to be gentle in times like these. His kisses were no longer soft and sweet, but hungry and hard. His hands were too fast for Elisandra, it was too quick, she was too scared and Michael was too lustful to notice. Trying to slow things only made Michael more fierce. The usual warmth in his eyes was gone and Elisandra saw a wild, primal look that made her afraid. Her innocence was lost quickly and harshly to a man that sought only his pleasure on a night that was to be cherished by both. The gown that was so carefully made by her grandmother, lay torn in the floor, discarded absently and without care.
After Michael was through forcing her from childhood to womanhood, Elisandra crept into the bath to weep. She had nothing to compare what just happened to anything else, but somewhere deep inside, she knew it was wrong. She hurt and sought comfort from the only person she could, her newly betrothed. He lay sprawled across the bed, sleeping soundly. On her first night of marriage, Elisandra curled on the side of the bed and cried herself to sleep.
Innocence
by: Pinky!
9.04.2006
Columbus Drag Strip
I could go on for hours about how much fun I had at the drag races. I've never been to one and when my husband said that he wanted to go on Sunday, I was all for it. There were literally throngs of people there. All different kinds. Some people looked like they had just come from church, some looked like they were going hunting, some looked like they should be on a street corner. Man, it was cool. And the betting that was going on! Apparently, drag racing is quite a racket for betting.
What was even cooler than the people were the cars. Some looked like they could barely make it down the street, but when they got on the strip they shot off like rockets. Nitrous boosters and alcohol fuel! I've never seen anything like it. And it wasn't just cars! There were motorcycles, four-wheelers, trucks and even one kid that got to run down the track on a dirt bike. I took well over 100 pictures and as soon as I load in the video streams, I'll post those, too. It was so loud, I really think I lost hearing in my right ear. But, it was so worth it. Check it out:
Cool, huh? I have so many more pictures, but I think I'll load them into Flikr so you can see them all. I hope everyone had as much fun this weekend as I did!!
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