Friday, May 24, 2013

The Earrings That Can Not Be Lost or Destroyed


Before I get to the magical earrings, I have something fabulous to report. I sold a really pretty stone to a woman who is using it to make a headdress with matching jewelry and clothes. Want to see some gasp worthy, drool inducing awesomeness?  Check out her creations at RoosterBaby. This woman is extraordinarily talented! She will send me a picture when she is done and I will post it here. I can't wait to see it! Did you check out the link, yet? Doesn't it make you want to go to a fantastical masquerade ball? To me, her works remind me of the fantasy/sci fi movie Labyrinth. What an honor it is to have one of my stones used in such a beautiful way.

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The Earrings That Can Not Be Lost or Destroyed

In the comments to my blog post over a year ago, I mentioned to Christine that I had finally given my grand daughter a pair of earrings that I had been holding onto for her.  I don't even remember when I made them... it was a quite a few years ago.


The earrings are tiny little hearts adorned with 6x4mm pink tourmalines. They became an instant hit. I had been holding off giving them to her because she was bad at taking care of earrings. She had a jewelry box drawer full of single, lonely earrings. But, she was 11 then and I thought it was time she tried to care for some nicer earrings. She gave it the old college try. Considering that she wore them almost every day, she didn't do too bad.

At first, she just left them laying where ever she took them off. She got tired of hearing me nag and soon she was better at putting them away.

One day, while outside playing, she took them off and lay them down some where. I'm not sure where she put them, but they weren't there when she went back for them. They sat in the grass for at least a week before they were found again- none the worse for wear.

I lost track of how many times she came to me in a panic thinking that were lost and gone for good. Usually, they turned up on Sunday when she had to clean her room. :)

Not once, but twice they went through being washed in my heavy duty washer. I pulled out the wet clothes and got the dryer ready to go when I noticed that the earrings in the bottom of the washer, with the earwires securely attached to the tub. I had to pull the earwires straight to get them out of the holes. Afterwards, they were in perfect (clean) condition except for the earwires, which I just reformed.

On day, in the lockeroom at PE, she left them hanging outside her locked locker. She came home and told me, broken hearted. Surely, someone would find them and keep them. The next day, she went to PE, there they were still hanging there. I don't know who was more shocked, she or I. I know she came home from school grinning from ear to ear.

Then, the last time the earrings had an adventure without her, we thought for sure they were gone. She took them off during her English class and they got knocked to the floor and forgotten. She looked everywhere and even went to lost and found to no avail. We had given up on them entirely. Then one day about a week later she came home with them on and had a story to tell. She and her friend were sitting in English class and her friend looked down to see a gold and pink earring laying on the floor. She pointed them out to my grand daughter who squealed, "My earrings!!!" I wouldn't believe this unless I knew it were true. I mean, don't they have a janitor???

Each time they went missing, they came back in perfect condition. Each time they went through a full load of laundry, the stones stayed in. I straightened the earwires twice, but other than that, they look like they did the day I made them. The gold filled wire still looks good, too. Which considering the abuse these things have taken is a miracle in itself. I remember when I made these, in my preoptivisor days, I worried that the stones might not be held securely enough. I needn't have worried. Maybe, I should let her "test" all my new designs. LOL!

My grand daughter is now convinced that she can not lose these earrings. They remain her favorite pair.

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Update:  My nephew is doing very well on chemo. The docs say that he is the classic example of how things should go for the best outcome.

We had a hearing with the school board and wait for an answer to my grand son's problems. I'll keep you updated.

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My muse has been severely affected by everything going on, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I have made a few things and cabbed a few stones, but my heart hasn't been in it. I think it shows and then I beat myself up. We are all our own worst critics. I have some new ideas to work on as soon as the fog clears out.

So, that's it for now. Things are looking up and I thank you all for your support. :)


Saturday, May 11, 2013

Life is Life

Life isn't all jewelry. Wish that it were, but it isn't, no matter how much I want it to be. My family has been afflicted with two tragedies. One much more serious than other.

I debated on whether or not to write this and decided it would make me feel better to do it, so here it is. My 30 year old nephew was just diagnosed with T cell lymphoblastic leukemia.

Let me tell you about my nephew, my one and only nephew. I'll call him Jim. Jim is a mountain of a man. Jim lives life large and in charge. Jim is a Southern boy by both birth and choice. He is the world's friendliest biker, gregarious to a fault. He's the guy who would give you the shirt off his back. He's a computer geek, a Industrial music DJ, a lover of all music, a jack of all trades. Jim is a father of two small children and a devoted, providing husband. Last but not least, he's a guy who was born to kick cancer's ass. If anyone can do this, he can.

But, it is up to the people who love him, to worry over him, nonetheless. I have absolute faith that he will get through the long ordeal in front of him, but it doesn't make it any easier for those just wishing that it hadn't happened. Needless to say, I'm sick with worry and in dread of the possibilities, which care not for what I wish. As bad as I feel, I can't even imagine what it must be like for his mother right now.

I can't say more about Jim without crying, so let me tell you about my oldest grandson. As some of you might remember, my grandkids were raised in a very small town. Moving here was a culture shock, but they have adjusted pretty well. My grandson, whom I'll call Shawn, is brilliant, but he doesn't have a lot of common sense. He doesn't know how the world is shaping up around us. As a 12 year old who has been called ADD, he doesn't think much about the future or consequences.

Shawn found a penknife in the mud one day. It was rusted and corroded shut. Like any boy, he stuck it in his pocket. Like Shawn, however, he decided, after he realized that he still had it, that it would be a good idea to try to wash it off and open it during his free class. Of course, someone told a teacher. As we are all adults here, I imagine you just did what I did, release a slow, "Oh, no." We know how serious this is especially after Sandy Hook.

Jim has been expelled and forever banned from his school. Which means the only school which will now take him, despite his brilliance and his being a good kid in other respects, is the "delinquent" school. He never opened the knife, he never threatened anyone, the police were not involved and the blade was too small to even be considered a legal weapon. Zero tolerance. His future has been severely and negatively affected. It hasn't sunk in to him, yet. This just happened the other day. It is only the beginning of this ordeal.

Just so you know that not everything is bad news, my grandaughter is doing incredibly awesome. :) She goes out for all the teams at school and competes with other schools in the district. The latest was her forensics team, which is actually acting. I was welling up in tears watching this, formerly shy, young girl act in front of all those people. And, she was really great, too! My youngest grandson, who is in the gifted program, just won a medal at school for a science tournament. As he likes to point out, he didn't even study. :)

So... life is life. You have your ups and have your downs.

I hope I didn't bum anyone out, but as I've said before- This is my journal and my own little piece of the web. I needed to vent. These things actually have everything to do with jewelry, too, since it has been so distracting for me and limiting my ability to work.

Thanks, as always, for reading. :)