Archive for April, 2008
The dog situation just turned into an emergency. We’re waiting a callback from the vet to see what we need to do.
If you read this, please pray for our little Molly. I’m worried sick.
UPDATE: Vet thinks it’s a bacterial infection and she’s on antibiotics to clear it up. I hope he’s right and that’s all it is.
I have new glasses with rimless frames. They have a few little crystals embedded in them (no, I did not do that. They came that way.) I ordered them online. They were very inexpensive, but very very nice high quality glasses.
My dog’s poo was “negative”, meaning she does not have parasites or worms. So we don’t know what’s wrong with her. Could be stress, could be her food (we recently changed flavors, tho the poo issues started quite a bit after that), could be both.
So why is is today a sad day? It’s always a sad day when you find nothing to talk about other than glasses and poo!
It’s always so much fun to get a box of jewelry making supplies in the mail. I just adore a box full of silver! Though with silver prices these days, a $200 order comes in a tiiiiny box. *sigh* It’s not so fun, however, when you pull out one item meant to oxidize certain metals and start reading the label and see…
“Caution: Acidic solution. Use Eye protection. Toxic if taken internally.”
… and that’s all. No instructions on how to handle it or what to do if it gets on your skin (I mean, will it melt it or cause third degree burns?).
No ingredients list.
No manufacturer’s name.
Toxic sludge with no identification or real instructions.
Google got me nowhere. Shame on you, Google. You’ve done me so good until now, but now you’ve done me wrong. Wrong, I say! I shall pour a thousand bottles of toxic sludge over you and liquefy your skin. (Again, don’t you just love my blog?)
Just as I was about to find an online supplier for hazmat suits (because, I mean, who couldn’t use a hazmat suit? Especially the clumsy and the dog poo catchers among us… thank goodness we are clumsy and dog poo catchers but not clumsy dog poo catchers. That could be interesting. Though we are clumsy dog pee catchers, but that’s another story for another day…) I decided to call the retailer of this product. They were little help. They didn’t know what its ingredients are and didn’t say how to safely dispose of it if necessary. “You can prolly just flush it down the toilet…”
Ooooor prolly not. Contaminated toxic earth, much?
I did finally find out that if it somehow happens to sneak up under my hazmat suit and touch my skin, at least my skin will not turn into goo. “It’s not like hydrochloric acid or anything…”
It will just turn it black. I already have black thumbs, so no biggie there.
Apparently this product is no big whoop. “I mean, you don’t want to eat it or anything. That would be bad…”
Perhaps I’m just paranoid. But the words caution, acidic, eye protection, and toxic just sort of do that to a poo catching clumsy person, you know?
Oh, the lengths I go to make shiny pretty things. Got a hazmat suit? Anyone? Anyone?
Our little Molly Mouse has been a little sick the past several days. I think she got into something outside. Whatever it is, her little belly has not been happy. It’s been all gurgley so she’ll go outside and eat the grass which of course then makes her puke. There have been other digestive issues too, of which I will spare you the details.
If she continues to have problems today, I get to be the lucky person who catches a poo to give to the vet to analyze. Aren’t you glad you don’t have that job (either poo catcher or analyzer)? So far, so good today. Yesterday I started her on a very bland diet with some added acidophillus and a doggy safe tummy med and I think it might be helping. I haven’t heard a gurgle since, and I haven’t let her eat grass the past two days, so no pukes either.
I discovered that she does not like plain white rice. It’s too sticky. She’ll try to eat it and then spit it out, smacking her lips like, “what the HECK?!” However, she loves boiled potato, and she’ll tolerate the rice mixed with boiled potato. I’ll add some meat after her belly gets a little rest and I’m sure she’ll tolerate the rice with meat as well. Trixie, on the other hand, will eat anything.
There. I promised I’d make my next post about something other than jewelry, so even though I have several new pretties to share – you got to read about poo and puke instead! Don’t you just love my blog?
Yes, sorry. MORE jewelry. I worked my little tail off all week making new stuff and you have to see it. My apologies. ;oP
This first one I am very proud of because it is a new skill for me. It’s a green gemstone cab – I wish I knew what the stone is, but I’m not sure – that I bezel set. I made the entire bezel! From the back plate to the hidden bail… all of this was new to me. Very proud. :o)
I couldn’t decide whether I should put it on this gorgeous slinky snake chain or on a leather cord. I think it looks good with both, so I will probably give customers the choice when I put it up on the site.
These last two are pendants I made while playing with my brand new metal clay. They were clay but now they’re pure silver. You gotta love that. I’m in awe of this stuff – it is so cool. It’s an incredible medium… the possibilities are pretty much unlimited. Must.Get.More!
The little square one was my first – it has a tree branch impression. It needs a bit more polishing.
Then there’s this one which I’m calling “Puppy Love”. Hubby bought this puppy thing for me, after we saw it in the craft store a few weeks prior and commented on how it reminded us of our Trixie. I oxidized this piece to bring out the impression. Who doesn’t love a puppy? Awwww.
No, sorry honey, this post is not about you. Although you are a stud… just not the type of which I am speaking today.
Nope, I mean stud earrings. It seems as though several of our customers are wanting some little bitty lovelies for their ears. I’ve never been too hot on little bitties for my ears. I love danglies. If it doesn’t dangle, I just don’t even want it. *giggle* At first, I thought there are not that many things you can do with a stud earring. Then I started rummaging through my stash and idea after idea after idea came to me. So I made a few. There will be many more to follow, I’m sure. But for now, just enjoy these “Li’l Bits”. I decided to call them that because even though they don’t dangle, they really are li’l bits of fun. Corny? Yes. Cool jewelry? Abso-freakin’-lutely! *grin*
Li’l Bit of Bloom – sterling silver flowers & posts
Li’l Bit of Flower Power – sterling silver flower rings & posts
Li’l Bit Linear – sterling silver bar with red brass ball accents
Have you ever wondered what a shagadelic bracelet would look like? Well, here you go. This bracelet is so hot, in fact, that it burned a hole in my shorts. Literally. Yes, it’s never a good idea to drop red hot metal on nylon-y athletic shorts. I’m thinking it’s not a good idea to wear nylon-y athletic shorts while working at the torch. But the nylon-y athletic shorts did save my leg from what could have been a nasty burn. I’m always really, really careful at the torch (I promise – I’m uber-paranoid about my scary stuff like torches and saws), but even being careful, accidents can happen. The tweezers slipped and I don’t know how red hot silver ended up on my lap, but it did. My next trip to Lowe’s, I think I’ll be buying some kind of protective apron. These were my one and only pair of leg saving nylon-y athletic shorts, so next time I’m just out of luck.
But anyway… back to the super hot shagadelic bracelet. This is a chain maille bracelet made with a weave titled “shaggy loops” or “flip flop”. I’m in love with this weave. It worked up so fast and is just plain cool. When it’s hanging straight down (like it would in earrings), it looks very linear. But when it’s laying flat, like on your wrist or neck… it gets all funky. The rings flop around in a most delightful manner.
This one is made with sterling silver, copper, and red brass wire that I coiled and cut into these little bitty rings. I made the toggle clasp too, from sterling silver sheet and copper I made into the little accent balls. I might just name it the toggle clasp of death. It killed my shorts, you know.
I haven’t worked any maille in quite a while and I missed it! It’s so satisfying. Heck, any metal work is something I find satisfying. I broke out the metal clay today and
wanted to scream had a blast. I really, really love working with metal.
I’ve decided I need a bracelet like this all in silver. I don’t wear many bracelets, but if I make myself one of these, I think I may never take it off.
Many, many, MANY years ago I was a small child. I have a cousin who was an even smaller child. She is a few years younger than I am, but we always got along really well. We had a lot of fun playing together when my family would travel up north to visit my granny and various aunts and uncles. I hate to play favorites, but if I had to pick a favorite cousin, I’d pick her. Except for a brief period of time when she was in love with ‘N Sync and The Hansons, (MMMBop! *gaaaag*) she’s always been a cool chick.
I’m not sure they knew it, but I always loved going to their house. You see, their house was completely different than my house (not that I didn’t like my house, mind you). My aunt and uncle are hilarious people (if not a little scary – at least to the young, sheltered, weird child that I was). They had cats. Very strange but fun cats. And dogs – HUGE but gentle dogs. Rottweilers. The kind that knock you over when they wag their tails. They always had a good variety of junk food. Breakfast was usually mix-n-pour pancakes. You know, the kind where you just add water. They had a big television and satellite tv. MTV, VH1, (and here is where my parents will freak out) all the movie channels – fun stuff, I tell you. MTV was actually somewhat cool back then, you know. They had good music videos, and YES, I was a little heathen that watched them. I can attribute much of my love for a wide variety of music to my
favorite cousin and her parents. If it weren’t for them, I probably never would have been exposed to great 90s bands like Collective Soul. Ahh, memories.
Of course, before we were too into stuff like MTV, we did other fun things such as swing on the swing set while the Rotties nipped at our feet. Or get our butts “whooped” for ruining library books by taping them all together to make Barbie cities. Or sing “The Ants Go Marching…” at night over and over again until we fell asleep. Or play Toy War. Now, if you’ve never played Toy War, you should know that it’s play at your own risk. To play, you hide behind some makeshift “fort” with a pile of toys (mostly stuffed animals) and, well, make war. The object of the game is to hit but not be hit.
This one fateful day that
favorite cousin and I played Toy War will forever be recorded in the history books as The Day Crystal Gave Favorite Cousin a Black Eye. (Can’t you just hear the music go, “dun dun dun!!!“?)
I’m not sure why she did it, but Barbie infiltrated my camp. She Trojan Horsed her way in and plunked herself right in the midst of my ammo. With her evil plastic grin, unnaturally large bosom, and permanently disfigured feet, she crawled her way to the top of my pile and leapt into my hand as I reached for my next weapon. In playing Toy War, you don’t look before you throw. You just reach down, grab a toy, and bombs away!
Barbie was airborne.
Now listen carefully bloggy friends, because this next bit of information is mighty important. Barbies and
favorite cousins who cannot duck properly do not a good pair make.
Barbie made contact. Eye contact, that is. Apparently permanently disfigured feet and unnaturally large bosoms can do quite a number on a child’s eye. Meaning:
I Barbie gave favorite cousin a shiner. What can I say? Chick didn’t duck. It was a total accident. Barbie did it. None of these excuses, however, quell the constant reminders of that fateful day. I have become infamous, people. Infamous. The Notorious B.A.R.B.I.E.
Without fail, each and every time I see these particular family members, The Day is mentioned. Do we talk about the Rotties? Or the MTV? The mix-n-pour pancakes? The ants that go marching down to the ground to get out of the rain boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom? No, no. We talk about the black eye. That I caused. When I threw the Barbie. At
Just like the time I ran into the pole in the middle of the mall food court, and the time I set the pan on fire and coated the entire kitchen with a fine layer of fire extinguisher shmudge… this is one day that I will never live down.
Lock up your plastic dolls, people. Hide your children who cannot duck properly. The Notorious B.A.R.B.I.E. is in town. And she can throwdown. Right in your eye, yo.
New stuff from The Belles.
I have to say that this is one of my new favorites from my mama. I love chocolate brown, and chocolate brown pearls are so hot this year. I mean, they’re so hot that we had trouble finding them because they were all sold out!
There are also some pretty earrings to match.
Gorgeous tiger jasper & 14kt gf set: