The Vile Tummy Virus struck here again. After waking us at 5 am barfing, Isabelle spent the day on the couch sipping juice carefully. I spent the day spraying Lysol carefully and burning all the towels and sheets.
Between the Lysol fumes and tending the flames, I did some beading:
When I saw these cool painted china disc beads, I had to have them. This is a piece I actually made for myself. I love that it turned out exactly like I wanted it to.
Glass flower beads + silver leaf spacers = dangles....that I don't know what to do with.
Ever since I have perfected the art of the wire "swirl", I can't stop incorporating them into stuff.
More swirls...and pretty shell discs. I can't stop myself. It's become an obsession. I have enough pieces to start my own jewelry store.
The birds were pretty quiet today, due to a pair of Cooper's hawks chuck-chucking off in the back woods most of the day. But we had a squirrel.....
Brace yourself for some sweet squirrelly toes and nom-nom-noming:
Zick Dough being put to good use. Julie has BUNNY LIPS...I have squirrel toes. So there.
And I may not have Chet, but I have Nellie. Thinking deep thoughts. Well, probably the only deep thought she has ever had.