Happy Easter!

Let's sing together

shall we?

OH, here comes Peter Cottontail.

Hopping down the bunny trail.

(well, this bunny is not hopping down any trail on account of he has no legs)

Hippity Hoppity Easter's on it's way.

Bringin' every girl and boy

 Baskets full of Easter Joy.

(WHOA!  I never got THAT in my Easter basket full of joy.)

Things to make your Easter

Bright and Gay!

(JD and Easter would definitely make it SOMETHING! )

He's got jelly beans for Tommy

(Note to self:  Schedule a root canal for Tommy)

Colored eggs for Sister Sue.

(who happens to be a vegan and will NOT find this amusing)

There's an orchid for your Mommy.

(Mommy might prefer the Jack Daniels candy to the orchid. 

Especially if she has to deal with Crazy Aunt Martha at the dinner table!)

And, an Easter Bonnet too.

(If Mommy hits the Jack Daniels candy TOO hard 

she may be sporting a lampshade as her new Easter chapeau.)

Here comes Peter Cottontail.

(Well, that's not right.)

Hopping down the bunny trail.

(Muuuuch better.)

Hippity Hoppity

Happy Easter DAY!

Bracelets

So today...instead of laundry and cleaning... I've been doing this.

Making bracelets.

Hand wiring the beads is rather addictive.

Of course, I can only do it during the day.

On account of

I'm old

and

I need real grown up glasses.

Instead of these that I get at Michaels

for

$1.99

less my 40% off coupon.

But I really, really like these!!

Moving on -  today I can see

so here we go:

I found some old turquoise color beads

at the antique store

to add to the brilliant cherry red

of the Czech beads.

I love this color combination.

This one is more earthy and rustic.

I used the word organic

in my Etsy shop.

I don't really like the word organic.

I mean really.

What in heaven's name

is an organic bead?

Makes no sense!

If it makes no sense

it's NOT TRUE!

(Sorry.  I channeled Judge Judy there for a moment)

And really -

that statement isn't exactly right.

Lots of things make no sense

but they are true.

Jumbo shrimp for one. (old joke)

Actual reenactment.

Adult Children

Boneless ribs

Congressional Ethics

my personal favorite:

eschew obsfucation

I think I've strayed off the blogging path...

back to the organic bracelet.

ahem...

But people seem to like that word.

So here's another picture

of my 

organic bracelet.

It has some nice Jasper, a sterling silver bead, a pottery bead,

and I'm not sure what the square bead is but I like it.

The two beads on either side are not really this bright shade of orange.

It kind of reminds me of a hot dog for some reason.

Maybe I'm just hungry.

Hold on.

I'm going to go and grab a Peep.

I'll be right back.

Talk amongst yourselves.

I love this one and I'm not really a

"pink" girl.

I found some cool old french enamel number plates

the last time we were in Chicago.

I added the number 21 to this one.

Plus,

I added some rose quartz, and rhodonite

that Susan brought me back from 

the Tucson Gem Show.

I photographed it on

The Spice House catalogue

under

Pink Himalayan Salt.

This coincidentally was

the name of the bracelet.

I think I'm funny.

Apparently, it was lost on the 

Etsy crowd.

Not one hit

 until I changed the name.

Now it's called

Pink Bracelet No. 21

Judging by the only 3 hits I've gotten

that name isn't too popular either.

I could call it

Kosher Flake

or

Portugese Sea.

Neither of which sounds like a bracelet name.

But, both go with my picture.

Maybe I'll just forget it

and 

call it a day.

Have a great Sunday!

Peep Show

It was a day like any other day.

Well, that is, if you were

a

PEEP!!

I was basking in a warm and

luxurious milk bath.

surrounded by colorful bubbles

from my favorite

bath store.

I was singing along to 

The Eagles

Hotel California

WHEN...

WHEN...

an ominous shadow was cast over me.

My head grew heavy

and

my sight grew dim...

...Such a lovely place,

such a lovely face...

GULP!

Peeps.

They aren't 

just for breakfast

anymore.

Try 'em in hot chocolate.

They are TO DIE for!!

Floating Easter

I have been really busy at work these days.

We are getting ready for a 5K run that we host.

Tomorrow.

I'll be working on that later today.

For now

I have a diversion.

Clip art in my sink.

So...

I'll bet you are wondering 

why you are looking at my kitchen sink

-again-

with old clip art floating in it?!

(aren't these so cute?)

Because in my ADHD delirium

(note: self-diagnosed)

I decided to try to put some stuff together 

to sell on Etsy.

I have too much stuff.

While I was going through my too much stuff

I found this old scrapbook.

AND

I thought I could soak off the clip art pictures.

Wrong!

I think these were glued on with mucilage.

If you don't know or remember mucilage

it was/is glue.

I'm not even sure you can still buy it.

It was an amber colored glue

in a bottle with a red rubber smeary, spreader tool at the top.

When I looked it up on Wikipedia

it says it's edible.

Huh??!

WE were always told that it was made from horses.

Ewww......

Even as a small child who ingested

more wintergreen flavored paste

than anyone should've...

WHAT?

Well, everyone was doing it and

it's not  the same as

sniffing glue.

We all were eating paste in 

Kindergarten!!!

Even I knew enough NOT to eat mucilage.

Now I've veered off the subject.

Back to clip art.

It was incredibly hard to remove the clip art from the pages.

What with the nasty mucilege glue and all.

Thank goodness for Elmer's.

Did you know it has a sour smell because it's made from milk?

We were too smart to eat Elmer's glue in school.

We were a highly intelligent bunch of kids.

Right.

Chowing down on wintergreen flavored paste instead.

I've digressed again.

I worked hard to remove the clip art from the pages.

It's a real pain in the keester.

But I managed.

What do you think?

Should I bundle some old pages from books, old clipart,

 ribbons, buttons, and what not to sell as a Destash lot?

Good idea - Bad idea.

What do you think?

I can wait while you decide.

Please ignore the Christmas clip art.

I wouldn't put that together this time of year.

I'm smarter than that

I did not eat that much glue.

Just in case you were wondering.

Although,

It probably explains

a lot about me.

I Feel The Earth Move

Nothing absolutely NOTHING to do with earthquakes.  I promise.

It's spring and I couldn't be happier.

The sky is blue.

The air is getting warmer.

The days are getting longer.

I've been making earrings.

And listening to Carole King.

It was this time last year I went to see

her and James Taylor.

Amazing.

They are the  inspiration for these earrings.

They are available in my 

Etsy Shop.

Caribbean Blue 

These -

Golden Apples of the Sun

(borrowed from a Ray Bradbury book)

And these!

I Feel The Earth Move

Enjoy the video.

Carole King.

Amazing.

Bette Davis Eyes

Do you operate better under stress?

Do you come up with your best ideas at T minus 1?

Do you sit and dawdle at the computer when

you should be thinking up something fabulous

for someone you promised something fabulous to?

We made robins and little nests at our felting class last week.

They turned out so darn cute.

Everyone had a different expression.

I promised our library "Friends" group

that I would donate something for the spring raffle.

Ummm...several months ago.

Because,

I had PLENTY OF TIME!

Not coming up with anything particularly spectacular

I put this necklace in a box.

It's a nice necklace.

But, I felt bad because 

I hadn't made something

specifically for the raffle.

I suffer tremendous, uncontrollable guilt at times.

It's a bad habit of mine.

It's from growing up and watching

way too many

Superman (George Reeves)

(honestly, who doesn't love

Fighting a never ending battle for Truth, Justice and The American Way)

and

Tarzan movies. (Johnny Weissmuller)

(Aawwwwwwww-eeeeeeeee-awwwwwwwwwww-awwwww-eeeee-uuuuu)

Well, YOU figure out how to type a Tarzan yell!

Anyway, I really did want to make something

specifically for the raffle.

So,

whilst watching 

The Big Bang Theory

it came to me.

I'd make a nest.

I had enough wool for the nest

but

not enough for the wee little robin.

I improvised.

Sometimes that can

 go horribly wrong.

Like the time I used a too large paintbrush

to paint the eyes on Mary

for my manger scene.

Instead of Jesus' mother

she looked more like a

server at the local

Bethlehem Hooters.

It wasn't a pretty sight.

BUT

I digress.

I made this:

It turned out quite sweet.

Much, much better than poor Mary's 

Bette Davis Eyes.

 (click on the words if you can't remember the song)

I Don't Want to Live on the Moon

Remember this?

I found this little charm.

And it made me think of this song.

Well, I'd like to visit the moon
On a rocket ship high in the air
Yes, I'd like to visit the moon
But I don't think I'd like to live there
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I might like it for one afternoon
I don't want to live on the moon

I'd like to travel under the sea
I could meet all the fish everywhere
Yes, I'd travel under the sea
But I don't think I'd like to live there
I might stay for a day there if I had my wish
But there's not much to do when your friends are all fish
And an oyster and clam aren't real family
So I don't want to live in the sea

I'd like to visit the jungle, hear the lions roar
Go back in time and meet a dinosaur
There's so many strange places I'd like to be
But none of them permanently

So if I should visit the moon
Well, I'll dance on a moonbeam and then
I will make a wish on a star
And I'll wish I was home once again
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I may go I'll be coming home soon
'Cause I don't want to live on the moon
No, I don't want to live on the moon

I  love this song.

Good night.

Sweet dreams.