I'm making stuff a lot faster than I ever thought I could...

I know my entries have all been my jewelry lately, but really it's the only thing interesting happening to me lately....so here's my latest, and I think my greatest so far.

Tiger's eye stone set in chain. And those are my new scales. I think it's gorgeous.

More shinies:

This one done for Chase's boss's daughter. She chose the colors (which i'm not too fond of) but it turned out ok.

Holy shit this was hard!!! But it's so worth it. Look how pretty. Will be a pendant on the next necklace. =-D =-D

New stuff! I got my package of new materials, and they're beautiful. The only down side is that I miscaculated and got too few silver rings. There's not enough to do anything with. I'm telling myself to sell at least one more necklace before I order more silver. But I finished two lovelies...:

Green and silver aliminum. For Slytherin. For Michelle. =-D (the little scale at the end is one of the new things I ordered. I'm probably going to make something exclusively of those scales sometime soon. =-D)

Also aliminum, with sterling silver clasp. The beads are magnetic hematite. I think I'm going to sell this one. It was harder to do, that's for sure.

Don't Die for Me

Don't die for me
I don't want that kind of love

You say you love me more than
Sight and hearing
But how can we look into eachothers eyes
Whisper sweet nothings
When you are deaf and blind?

You say you love me more than
Air and your heart beating
But honestly, I like my love
To be alive.

Don't hold me so high
That you cannot see yourself
Value your life as much
As you say you value mine
Care for your life
As much as I care for you

Don't die for me
Live for you

Not my best,
just something I wanted
to get off my chest.
=-P

Flinch at your name

Flinch, by Alanis Morissette

What's it been, over a decade?
It still smarts like it was four minutes ago
We only influenced each other, totally
We only bruised each other even more so

What are you my blood? You touch me like you are my blood
What are you my dad? You affect me like you are my dad

How long can a girl be shackled to you
How long before my dignity is reclaimed
How long can a girl stay haunted by you
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name

Where've you been? I heard you moved to my city
My brother saw you somewhere downtown
I'd be paralyzed if I ran into you
My tongue would seize up if we were to meet again

What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god
What are you my twin? You affect me like you are my twin

How long can a girl be tortured by you?
How long before my dignity is reclaimed
And how long can a girl be haunted by you
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name

So here I am one room away from where I know you're standing
A well-intentioned man told me you just walked in
This man knows not of how this information has affected me
But he knows the colour of the car I just drove away in

What are you my kin? You touch me like you are my kin
What are you my air? You affect me like you are my air

And how long can a girl be tortured by you?
And how long before my dignity is reclaimed
And how long can a girl be haunted by you
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name

I'm afraid this is me...Every word.

New, and more importantly SHINY!

I bought more chainmaille supplies. I'm really excited. O.O I got some really interesting stuff besides more aluminum. Such as shiny scales and rubber rings. =-D It's gonna be hard to wait a week or so to get them.
Chase and I keep ending up in the craft book section of barnes and nobles. He looks through wood carving books, and me through metal and jewelry. I feel like if both of us kept working on it, we'd end up with our own little shop of crafts together....Sounds too cute to actually happen, but a lot of fun. I can dream.

I think I'm ok about the whole Ian and I not talking thing. I really don't need to bring up the past. I'm really, really happy in the present right now. And the future looks bright. So, I'll send my luck to him and hope he does alright in his life, but I have no need of him in mine.
Chase gets more handsome everytime I see him.

Yay for shiny!

History Repeats

Well, I guess my week's theme has been people from my past.
First off, my Uncle Stuart, his wife, and my cousin came to visit Sunday night. One might think "Oh, a nice, average family visit." Au contrair my darlings. We have never had very good relations with my Mother's Brother's family. Mostly becuase of his very upper class Columbian wife, Maria Theresa Rodriguez etc. etc. etc. It seems that ever since they married, when my mother was still only 17 or 18, there has been a good bit of tension between Maria and Mom. Not that unexpected with such two strong personalities. But somehow, I've never been quite sure exactly how, egos got bruised and it's been a strained relationship ever since. We have not been allowed to call there house and had to call Stuart at his office. My own uncle! The only times we ever see them are for family occasions, namely weddings and funerals. The last I saw their two children, my cousins, was at my step-Grandmother's funeral, when I was around 10. The cousins didn't come to Grandpa's funeral. Apparently they don't do funerals. Lately, however, there seems to be the air of wanting to patch things up. Last fall, Stuart called us and talked to Mom for a long time. When she hung up she said that he had just come out of rehab for alcoholism. He had called to apologize for the tension and minimal communication over the years. Then at Liz's wedding Stuart and Maria were fairly congenial and said that when they picked up Anne, their daughter, from Yale they may stop through. Which is what they did this Sunday. And it went well, partially thanks to the cats. Appparently they're cat lovers, and Punch milked the attention for all it was worth. My cousin is now 33 and I hadn't seen her for 13 years. But it went really well. The conversation was fun and friendly, and then they went on their way. So yay for family ties that can always be mended....if very slowly.

My other historical relationship resurfacing happened just a little while ago. About an hour really. And it's all in my head. I saw a picture of Ian, my ex-boyfriend of three years back in highschool. I was taken by suprise by my reaction, which was one of familiar chills. Until recently we had been talking regulary as friends still. I thought that we'd continue that way. I still really care for him. But, he seemed to have dropped off the map. A few months ago I just stopped hearing from him. He hasn't been online or really responded to my text messages. His brother told me a little about how he was doing (not great) but that's not the same. I'm now stuck between wanting to contact him and not wanting too. I'm trying to figure out my motives. Do I want to talk to him just because I'm curious and still care about what happens to him? That seems most likely. I didn't really like how much seeing that picture affected me. Boo for habitual reactions. It made me feel all nostalgic and guilty at the same time. Guilty because I do love Chase and felt bad for even thinking about Ian again. I guess it happens. And it's only really been a year since we broke up for good. I don't know. We'll see if I decide to make contact again.