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I love hammering gold, silver, copper, brass, and bronze into amazing textured custom rings, custom wedding rings, engagement rings, and other unique artisan jewelry.  I have an extensive selection of men's and women's rings, along with gemstone and pearl jewelry in my SilverSmack shop on Etsy.  Please stop in and take a look.

A Poem I wrote

Beyond Semi-precious

Lapidolite, Dumorterite, Iolite

even the sedimentary syllables shine

nutured by nature

colored by the earth


fossilized blooms

petrified sunsets

envelop me

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Friday, February 29, 2008

Wanna Buy a Raffle Ticket?

Fundraising. Need I say more? My son's preschool just sent home a cookie dough fundraising form. I never do any of their fundraisers. I pay tuition there. I don't want my son selling door-to-door (He's three.) and I don't have time to do it. Who wants to pay $12 for a little tub of cookie dough anyway? We can only bring healthy foods for snacks, so it is kind of hypocritical.

So last night, I thought I was being so stealth. I went to skating show practice late because I had to sign the papers with the cognitively impaired banker. There was a big sign near the table where the organizers sit. I thought I was hidden by the big sign. As I thought I was already in the clear, I heard a voice calling my name. Slowly, I turned. "You are the only one who hasn't picked up your raffle tickets yet." CRAP! "You have to sell 40 because you have two kids in the show." Forced smile. "Thank you," I said. I hate selling stuff. I have a hard enough time selling my jewelry and that's money that I get to keep. I don't want to lose all my friends by selling to them. At least if I sell them jewelry, they are still my friends.

These are my final entries in the one-a-day challenge. I'm sad that it's over. Although I got a lot made and listed, I got very little sleep. As a matter of fact, my head keeps dropping inbetween mouse clicks, right here. It was worth it, though. I was featured in two blogs and two treasuries which is absolutely cool!

Thursday, February 28, 2008

If He Only Had a Brain. . .

My banker needs a new brain (see previous post "My Banker Needs a New Calculator"). And a new profession, apparently. We close on our old house tomorrow, I hope. My fingers are crossed. He called the other day and said, " I need your last two paycheck stubs by tomorrow." Is he totally stupid? I have had my paychecks directly deposited into that very bank for the past eight years. Does he not know how much I make? It really shouldn't be a mystery. I have no faith in the guy whatsoever. We go sign papers at the bank today and we sign papers at the title company tomorrow. I am baffled by the title company's involvement in this whole process. I think I understand the title company's initial purpose when we bought our land; to make sure the people who were selling it really did own it and really could sell it to us. That makes sense. During the construction process, however, their function became unclear. They seemed to be doing things that the bank should have been doing. Like when our contractor would finish a part of the job, we would go sign at the title company, they would give the info to the bank, and the bank would release the money. Wouldn't it have been easier just to go to the bank, cut out the middleman, save some money, and be done? Nope, everybody needs to get a piece and being cost efficient doesn't really seem to have anything to do with it. Maybe I'm the one who needs a brain.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Melanoma or Pimple

My husband had this little red pimple thing on his collarbone. One day at a meeting, it popped and started bleeding. It never healed. It just kept popping open and bleeding and it wouldn't stop bleeding. It looked like an ugly bloodly big huge mole. He finally went to the doctor and the doctor tried to cauterize it, but it still wouldn't heal or stop bleeding. He got it cauterized again and it still didn't work. He went back to the doctor and the doctor tried some kind of electric treatment on it, but that didn't work either. Well, now the dreaded "C" word comes up. Or the "M" word. However you want to look at it. The doctor said it might be skin cancer or Melanoma, so yesterday they cut it out. They will send it to the lab to test it, but I've never heard of anything like that before. They cut pretty deep. He's pretty sore today. He didn't even tell me that the doctor mentioned those key words until I asked him about it. Did he not think that it was worth mentioning? Now, I have something else to worry about.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Kick in the Pants

I have entered the "One-a-Day Challenge" where I have to design something new every day. This is the kick in the pants I needed. I have been spending too much time on Etsy in the forums (Only promoting, I swear! ;) and not enough time creating. The Etsy forums are so addicting and the people are so helpful and fun, it can be extremely difficult to tear yourself away. I have taken this challenge very seriously and have created something (actually, two things) and listed them every day since I entered. This puts a bit of pressure on me, but in a good way. It might get a little rough when practice for the skating show gets a little more rigorous, but I'll try to keep up. I don't have to make two things. I only have to make one. The designs submitted to the challenge are posted daily in this blog: http://craftintersect.blogspot.com/

Today, I'm just excited. I have been working my butt off at Etsy trying to promote my store and my jewelry and it is starting to pay off. I have been featured in a blog: http://nyxenchantments.blogspot.com/ . I just think it is so great that these Etsy good Samaritans take time out of their days to promote the rest of us. It is incredibly sweet. Hats off to both of these great people who are doing their best just to help out others. Thank you.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Put Your Bottom In

My three-year-old son got a CD player and some cheap CDs for Christmas. We, along with my six-year-old daughter, were dancing around in his room listening to some of the songs. We did "Ring-Around-the-Rosie." He loves that one. Especially the falling down part. He also really enjoys "If You're Happy and You Know It." Then came the show stopper. The "Hokey Pokey." Well, we put our right hand in and out and our left hand in and out and we put our right feet in and out and our left feet in and out. Oh yeah, and we shook them all about. We put our head in and our head out and our head in and we shook it all about. We did the hokey and we turned ourselves around. That's what it's all about. Then came the glitch. We put our bottoms in. We put our bottoms in. We put our bottoms in. Apparently, the CD was skipping or stuck or something. We put our bottoms in. We put our bottoms in. We were puzzled, but laughing like crazy and still sticking our bottoms in and sticking our bottoms in. This went on for a good ten minutes, never getting old and never getting any less funny. I think the kids would have gone on all day sticking their bottoms in. Finally, through teary eyes, I walked over to the CD player and turned it off. Then we all collasped on the floor together in a big group hug. That's what it's all about.

I've been thinking about Swimmy and how Etsy has kind of taken him on as a mascot. Here is the children's story about Swimmy: http://www.etsy.com/storque/section/etsyNews/article/etsys-first-five-years/1119/So, I made some earrings to commemorate Swimmy's friends and Swimmy's cousins. I think these are also the best photos I've taken which is good because my photos are something I really need to work on.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Tooth Fairy Tizzy

My daughter was the last one in her class to have a loose tooth. I almost didn't believe her when she told me her tooth was loose because we had had so many false alarms. But, it really was loose this time. And she was a total wimp about it. She would cry about how much it hurt when she was eating pudding. Yes, pudding. When it finally fell out, she put it in a paper towel and put it in a ziploc bag. When it came time for her to go to bed, I made sure I know exactly where it was for tooth fairy purposes. I snuck into her room, grabbed the ziploc bag, and left a dollar under her pillow. When she woke up, she said, "The tooth fairy forgot to take my tooth."

I was baffled. I was certain the tooth fairy had taken the tooth, but didn't know how to approach the situation. "Well, the tooth fairy took the little bag. Wasn't your tooth in the little bag?"

"I put my tooth on top of the bag," she said.

"Oh, " I said, "Well, it must have fallen off when the tooth fairy took the bag."

"I'm going to put my tooth under my pillow again and get more money."

"The tooth fairy isn't stupid," I said. "You already got your money for that tooth. I'm sure you won't get any more."

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Tastes Like Nose!

My three-year-old son likes to eat some of his food and save some for later. So, he was on his second bowl of oatmeal and we had to leave to go to his pre-school and he said he wanted to save the rest of his oatmeal for when he back got home. He has a really ,really good memory, so I left it on the table. It coagulated and got nice and gooey. When he got home, he remembered it and went to go eat it. He sat down at the table, took a bite and said, "This tastes like nose." I couldn't stop laughing. I personally have never tasted nose.

I finally finished the pendant I've been working on. This is the most awesome Chalcedony I've ever seen. I've never seen Chalcedony this big or clear. It took me forever to put together the colors to cascade down the front of it. I love the way the colors compliment each other. It took me three days to finish. I love it. I almost hated to list it. It just represents spring.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Almost Crashed into the River!

So I'm half asleep, driving to the gym at 5:30 a.m. and driving rather fast because that's what I always do, when I turn the corner by the river and I lose control of the van. It had just snowed and they had just plowed, so the road had a nice solid freshly packed layer of slick snow. I veered left, tried to correct, thought I had it, then spun all the way around and hit the snowbank right next to the river. My heart was beating so fast, I thought I could see it through my jacket. I was only about a foot away from the river. My door was buried in snow and I could barely get out.

Next dilemma. I was about halfway between home and the gym. Which way do I go? Do I walk home or do I walk to the gym. The gym is also a car dealership that has a tow truck (very small town), so I walked to the gym and called the tow truck, did my workout, and by the time I was showered, my car was waiting for me outside. I learned my lesson. I drove slower on the way home.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

No School 'cuz the Bar Burned Down

Sounds really dumb and embarrassing, but it's true. School was cancelled for the past two days because the bar, called the Booby Hatch(sounds like an appropriate establishment to have next to a grade school), right next to (Yes, I said right next to) our elementary school burned down. There was so much smoke that got into the school that they wouldn't have been able to have class. It was still billowing smoke yesterday. The high school couldn't have school because without the elementary school in session, there wouldn't enough kids there for the day to count. Today we drove by and although the firefighters had buried the whole thing in snow, it was still smoking. The bad new is, we'll probably have to make these days up because I think we've exceded our allotted emergency days. We had one lice day, one snow day, one extreme temperature day, and now two fire/smoke days. I think that's too many. If they were smart, they would have had all the teachers come in for an inservice and then cancel one of the other inservice days and have regular school. At least I got to be supermom for two days. I drove my kids to school, just because I could. It was a big treat for them. My mom's van broke down, so I had to spend much of my day off dealing with that and then picking up my son and going out to lunch. Then, my husband was mad because I didn't get much cleaning done. As I mentioned in one of my earlier posts, he put his stuff on the shelves that were supposed to be my bead room and now he's mad becasue there are beads everywhere. He has not yet purchased the alternative receptacle for them, so there is really no place for them to go. He did buy two dressers with little, tiny drawers which are fine for the things I have little, tiny quantities of, but I'm not unorganizing everything I have organized so they fit in the little, tiny drawers.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Snowmobile Fest

Well, it was a nice day for a Snowmobile Fest craft show. Last year, I guess it was 30 degrees below zero. In addition to the pancake feed, they also had chili for lunch. They also had bad kareoke that was too loud, a silent auction that was at least, well. . . silent, and raffles, regular loud auctions, and something I've never really seen at a craft show before. . . men. Lots of men that smelled like exhaust. And beer. It was at the Legion Hall, so there was a bar attached and people were walking around with beer. It was just different. There was another jewelry person there, so that wasn't so great for me, but it almost wasn't worth my time to be there. I handed out my business cards and my super cool Etsy mini coupons that plugged my website, my galleries, and my summer flea market. I made enough to pay daycare for the month, so that's good. Some people recognized me from the flea market. The lady next to me sold chocolate and toffee hearts and had some kick ass samples. The best part happened on the way home when I was almost falling asleep and the temperature dropped ten degrees and the wind picked up 20mph. I stopped at a little gallery and asked the lady if she would sell my jewelry there and she said. . . YES! I'm so pumped! She loved this pendant. She won't until May though and she doesn't consign, she just buys it for wholesale. I've never done that, but OK. Still exciting!

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Craft Show Countdown

Four days until my first craft show of the year. Am I ready? No flippin' way. I have no idea what to expect because I've never done this one before. I guess there are only about ten tables, so there certainly won't be a lot of competition. It's at a Snowmobile Fest, so I really have no idea what to expect. Perhaps people will buy out of boredom. I would certainly be bored at a snowmobile fest. There is a pancake feed during the craft show, I believe. I have to drive an hour to get there, so it better be worth my while. I'm bringing a larger quantity of my lower priced items; my $10-$15. I'm hoping that is the way to go. I'll bring some of the higher priced stuff, but I'll put out more of the lower priced items. I'll also be testing out my new display. I bought this three tiered thing for holding plates, but I'm going to use it for holding necklace boards. I hope it works and doesn't tip over. I've also got some neat chinese-knotted turquoise and Tagua Nut pendants that are really unique. Will they be too unique for Northern Wisconsin? We'll see.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Etsy a Cult?

Mom thinks Etsy is a cult. Like Amway or Scientology. I love Esty and the Etsy community has been helpful and supportive about all my shop problems and questions. My mom really needs a life. She sits at her computer and spies on all my forum posts. I posted one time at work and as soon as I went to pick up my kids, I got to hear about it.(In a nasally voice) "You can't be on Etsy at work. It says the times of the postings. You could get in trouble. You just can't do that. . . " Of course it went on for about ten minutes. She keeps poo-pooing Etsy because I haven't sold much. Well, I signed up during the summer, but I only really started listing in the middle of December. Apparently, success should happen overnight in her book. She thinks the forums are just, "I like your stuff." "I like your stuff, too." And there is a lot of that, too, but it's nice to hear that once in awhile when your sales aren't going anywhere. She poo-pooed my shops, the craft fairs, and the flea markets too and those paid off really well this year, so I'm not giving up on Etsy because my mom cannot be right.