Party Dog

This is what happens when Doug watches the dogs.

Cute Overload

All together now:

"Awwwwwww..."

Procrastination

I signed up for the West Michigan Bead Expo at DeVos Place practically a year ago. It is just 2 1/2 weeks away now. I have an 8 foot table, and enough beads for approx 2 feet of table. *eyeroll* I would have to take the next 2 weeks off of work in order to be properly prepared.

Bead -n- Run

Kaylee & Xena are napping, so I am going to run to the grocery store.

Kaylee

This is our new Yellow Lab puppy, Kaylee. She is 9 weeks old, and quite the handful. I will share more later.

Frosty, Deconstructed

This is a wine collar and stemware charms set I made for the UW Silent Auction. These beads are mine. I wanted to do something seasonal, and put a twist on it. So, Frosty, Deconstructed was born. I tried to do a melting snowman, but it looked more like a pathetic ghost. That bead met an explosive death in the quench jar.

Think Pink

This bead isn't mine, but I wanted to show off the pendant I made for our United Way Silent Auction next week. The bead is by Fay Katherine. Her beads are delicious!

Does This Diaper Make My Butt Look Big?

My cousin Lindsay is expecting her firsct child in December. My little Octopus is all grown up. *sob* Her baby shower was this weekend, and it was great to hang out with the fun-crazy side of my family. :)




Who can resist ice cream cake? It had Godiva chocolate ice cream in it.... Between Milwaukee last weekend and ice cream cake this weekend, I am surprised my clothes fit at all. My scale is cowering in the corner, dreading my next step-on.

Give Blood. Give Life.

Although standing on my soap box is not in my original Blog Plan, I want to take a moment to hop on it anyways and give a shout out to for people to get out and give blood.

According to the American Red Cross, 95% of Americans will need a blood transfusion at some point in their lives. Only 5% of Americans give blood. Do the math. Admittedly, the conspiracy theorist in me has issues with statistics thrown out by groups touting their own needs. This is one case, though, when it doesn't bother me. There is a need. Our hospitals have blood for patients because people donate blood. Period. Think about 5 people you love. Now, think about losing one of them because the hospital didn't have enough blood. Could it happen? Who knows. I don't want to find out.

Give Blood. Give Life.

Giving Up on Scary

Yeah...I've given up on scary.

Ahhh, Nostalgia

VH1 Classics is playing 80 Hours of 80's Videos this weekend. Good thing we have a DVR, or I wouldn't accomplish a damn thing this weekend.

Joe!

Chaos Everywhere

Feeling a bit overwhelmed and burned out by, well, everything at the moment, I thought I would post one of my more soothing beads. It has a base of etched pink glass, and floating on top is Khaos (the manufacturer's spelling, not mine). I love the Khaos on this bead because it refuses to etch and go all soft and complacent and nice, just like any self-respecting Chaos should.

Spooky...

Those of you who know me well, know I tend to be a bit macabre. I enjoy the darker side of things; spooky, gory, messy, and bloody are usually important components in my choice of movies and books. One of my favorite movies is Hellraiser. Another one of my favorite movies, however, is The Little Princess. (In a throw down between Pinhead & Shirley Temple? Shirley Temple, hands down. Nobody that cute can't be anything but Pure Evil.)

So when I set out to make some scary Halloween beads, do I reach for grey and black and blood red? Nope. I create a fiesta-colored monster that makes you want to cuddle with it, not run screaming from the room...

Bead Pretty. Buy Bead.

I love making beads. One of the reasons I started this blog is to develop my severely malnourished "toot your own horn" ability. I can babble on incessantly about so many things (Cliff Claven, anyone?), but when it comes to 'me', I have a difficult time.

Having said that, however, I am just posting a beadie, and then it is off to beddie-bye for me. :)

Quote of the Day

"Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things."

-- Denis Diderot

Quote of the Day

"Those who danced were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music."

-- Angela Monet

Why one-eared pig?

My grandmother gave me Pig when I was 10, shortly before she died. He is a Gund, and started his journey as a soft, fuzzy, dependable friend who loved me unconditionally. His fuzziness is long gone; he is grubby, has holes and only one ear (there is a second ear... somewhere). His dependability, however, has never waivered. In middle school, I used to name him after boys I had crushes on, but the identity crisis wasn't good for his self-esteem. 29 years later, I still sleep with him (much to my husband's chagrin).

Love me, love my Pig.

Quote of the Day

"I would rather have 30 minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special."
-- Steel Magnolias

When I can't be creative...

I enjoy the words of others. I love to write down quotes, any kind of quotes: witty, funny, sad, morbid, wacky. When all else fails, they save original thought.

Here is one of my favs:

"When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on Earth. So what the hell, leap."
-- Cynthia Heimel