A scorpion made its way into my kitchen last night. It is the first time I have ever seen one alive and it made me yell at Todd to get his toukis off the sofa in the middle of the Vikings game and take care of it. There was to be no waiting for a commercial break. Even though I know scorpions in the SouthEast are not poisonous, it made me lose my senses and yell. I probably saw Clash of the Titans one too many times as a child. Glad I can take care of snakes, leezards and rodents without squealing like a school girl to help redeem myself when I lose it over creepy insects.
I think I'm ready to make eggs again. But not at the same level as I was previously. I am willing to entertain custom requests, but not with a waiting list. And so, I will be making random sets to throw into the shop here and there.
I remembered the combination of glass I used to make this little guy and now want to make many, many more. I lurve the colors!
Which leads to shop updates. I am trying to lessen the time I spend on the computer so I can spend more time doing the things I want to be doing. Reading to the kidlets. Cooking. Simplifying. Torching. Teaching Owen how to cook (did I tell you he is cooking dinner for us once a week? he is so proud of himself! not many other eight year olds in his class are cooking dinner for their families. he feels so responsible. and so NEEDED by our family. I love that). Holding my honeys hand. Getting my mess of a yard in order because I've let it go too long. It's disgraceful. My goal is to get 2-3 nights a week on the torch and then add everything to the shop on Friday nights after I get the kids in bed at 8pm ET. That should give me plenty of time throughout the week to get sunny pics of what comes out of the kiln.
Some of the ducks at the Cider Mill had crazy hair like this one.
I am still coming off the high of having a wonderful weekend with my friend. Hard coming back to reality, but now I have next Friday to look forward to...we'll be driving up to St. Louis to see my aunt get married. Which means we can load up on Gooey Butter Cakes from Dierberg's and meals at the Pasta House Restaurant where they have wonderful salads and the best creamy cavatelli ever.
I moved my jewelry from Etsy to Facebook where I think it will be easier for my customers to make purchases and Paypal can still be used for the payment method. If you're a Facebook fan of my page, that earns you an extra 10% off your purchase. And I'm offering FREE shipping on all of my jewelry here in the states. I plan on getting new necklaces into the shop this month that will have single pendants dangling from simple chains. And more earrings.
This used bookstore in Cooperstown ROCKED!
While I ate these chimichangas for dinner last Friday night at Lorelei's house and then again for my breakfast on BOTH Saturday AND Sunday, I did not get my fill. I will need to make a batch of my own this week. I'm addicted. Serious cravings are plaguing me morning, noon and night for these.
I am craving Mississippi Mud Cake. Horribly. And fighting off the strong desire to make the cake just so I can eat it all by myself. Because I no longer have the same metabolism I had in high school where I could eat a whole batch of brownie mix or cookie dough in one sitting. On a weekly basis. Not that I want to do that on a weekly basis now. But it would be nice. Some weeks. :) On a similar note, I have slid from my No Soda path and am drinking more Coke Zeros than I would like to admit. I need to become more diligent about making green tea and drinking more water. Again.
Jezzie caught and killed a chipmunk earlier. Made me sad to see her run around the backyard with it dangling from her mouth and then tossing it up in the air. I buried the little guy in our side yard. He was so soft.
Later this week or early next, an interview is coming with the woman you see below. I'm excited to share more with you about her studio (including LOTS of pics!) and her answers to the questions I still need to write. :)






7 comments:
Mississippi Mud Cake sounds yummy. Maybe you could make just a little one?
I love the photo of all the beads on the back of your hand. As long as you are in StL., you can also get some of those fab caramel apples they have up there. Now that my mom livesback in OK, we always remember those apples this time of year.....
OMG...you gave me scorpion flashbacks. I had a HUGE one in my bedroom years ago. And out here? Ours ARE poisonous. I never did figure out for sure how he got into the apartment, but the theory was that he rode inside a cord of wood that I brought in for the fireplace. Yeesh!
there were a couple of comments i was going to make, but i got lost in the used bookstore pic. i must go wipe the drool now...
I love, love how you are displaying your beads on the back of your hand, it is great! All the beads look so yummy too! I love the pic of the duck with the mohawk, that is too hilarious.
I hear you about eating a whole brownie pan myself and not being able to work it off anymore, and I have to be better about drinking my water though I miss my Pepsi! Two whole days with no soda - Yippee!
Have a great week.
A scorpion is one thing I have NO desire to ever see alive. A friend of mine lived where they were prevalent and said her parents would turn off the lights and search the house for them at night( I think they glow or something) BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!! I'd never sleep ! On a happier note that first bead looks like a sweet little lily pond! ( or maybe I'm just crazy) Happy Wednesday!
Ugh, scorpion! When I lived in South America, we would sweep those out from under the couch with startling regularity!
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