Apologies for my lateness. Lest you forget, I shall remind you that I have ADD – Artsy Dingbat Disorder. I’m also a girl, and all girls have the dilly-dally gene. So I didn’t stand a chance this evening. Sorry again.

Click HERE for my etsy shop, or the thumbnails below for each item.

(THE VERY LAST) Hana in Pink:


Evergreen Palace:

Shisha Squares in Cool Pastel:

Evergreen Palace Glimmer Strips:


So, that’s that, I hope you’ll find they were worth the wait. Thanks again for your patience. Even though it’s well after midnight, I might be taking a walk anyway. I’m still trying to shed the 5lbs those Krispy Kreme doughnuts added to my life nearly a week ago. They were totally worth it, and don’t let any skinny wench tell you any different!


OH I almost forgot! You have maybe a day or so to grab Chernobyl Topaz (click on the pic above) before the listing ends and I hand them over to Mom. Now, don’t let that deter you, Mom is the ultimate pragmatist – if it comes down to a choice between me making a sale and her adding more beads to the collection, Mom is all for the sale.

Thanks for looking!

Etsy tonight!

Here’s what’s shaking:

See us on Etsy tonight!

See us on Etsy tonight!


Nice beads, as you can see. A new design and some old neglected ones, plus more Hana in Pink. This is the LAST SET of Hana in Pink, folks. I might be permanently sick to death of Hana in Pink, I’ve made more pink beads in the last couple of months than I’ve made in my entire bead making career.

Hmm. Career. If you can call it that. It wasn’t one of those “Mom, Dad, I want to be a physicist” or a “Mee-Maw, I want to save the whales” kind of thing. Or even a “Sharon, I want to supply gigantic plastic tubes to the greater southwestern region of the United States” sort of moment. It was more like Mom telling me about a book called Making Glass Beads. Then I started making the beads and people wanted to buy them. It was more like that. So I hesitate to call this a career… it’s what I do for a living and it pays the bills. If something better and more exciting came along I’d probably be on it like fuzz on mice. I suspect that whatever that might be, it would have by now if it were going to. So here I twirl and melt, melt and twirl, while watching soap operas and Dateline in the middle of the night. Can’t complain.

I’ll be back later with the new beads on Etsy!

Etsy now!

Click HERE to get to my shop, or the thumbnails below for each item.

Cool & Sunny Glimmer Strips:

Redbuds 2015 Shimmer Spikes:

Junque du Jour in Harvest:

Egg Hunt & Friends:

Vintage Obsession – Glitzy Tubes:

Sky Blue Shisha Sprees:

Tangerine Living Dangerously:


Here’s a photo of my redbud this year:


This was taken a week ago and it’s already leafed out. I wish they stayed pink/red/purple/whatever the entire season. I will say that during a very warm late fall, it might bud out just a smidge… But I do have a rainbow of crepe myrtles to look forward to if we have a rainy summer.

Thanks for looking, it’s time for a walk or doughnuts. Probably doughnuts.


Etsy tonight.

Yep. As long as I can keep myself convinced that Etsy is just a convenience store priced shopping cart type-deal for when I can’t stand the thought of sitting in front of the computer for hours and hours, instead of just hours… well, you’ll still be able to buy my beads there.

If I can stay focused and hurry it up, I can get these things listed before midnight. What’s to come:


Hmm. Lots of blue and yellow. Not sure what that’s about. I’m sure the next batch will be another interesting variety altogether.

See you in a bit!

Time’s been a bit crunchy today, so it’s nearly a miracle that I found time for my pre-sale post. But I got it all conquered up, so here are the Superstars!

Superstars March 2015 - click us to get to the Superstars page!

Superstars March 2015 – click us to get to the Superstars page!

In other news, a biiiig hailstorm got us yesterday. There were little pea-sized ones and giant golf-ball sized ones, brought to us by 80mph winds. Yessirree, it went smackety-smack all upside my house for a good 20 minutes while the tornado sirens sounded throughout. And yes, there were also tornadoes in the usual places. Spring has sprung, nothing new here. I suspect that Oklahoma City’s current high rating of Top Places To Live is going to slide down the chart rather quickly as springtime progresses into summer and our famous late afternoon massacres stomp all over us as they’re wont to do. Our property values are low for a reason, people, and I assure you it has nothing to do with Toby Keith. Traffic has already gotten bad enough these last couple of years since they started screwing with the traffic signals. Stay in Connecticut and California if you know what’s good for you. If I weren’t so committed and didn’t have so much family here, I’d probably get the hell out, myself.

Anyway! Great Superstars on tap in about an hour from now… here’s what’ll happen:

7:30PM Central Time – 8PM Central Time: Sale preview. Take this time to look, read, decide. Feel free to ask questions.

8PM Central Time – start sending in your requests!

See you there!


….and in case you were wondering what “Veni, vidi, meatball” means, it means I found the Mad Libs my dad and I did when I was young. I had a good nostalgic giggle at Dad’s answer to my request for an Italian word.

Etsy. Again.

In keeping with their famously cutesy ideals, the geniuses at Etsy have apparently put a precocious kindergartener in charge of revamping the category structure. Now, I find no category at all for glass of any sort, including blown glass, fused glass or lampwork. (Seriously, how dumb is this? No category available for glass pipes now that doobage is in the works to be federally decriminalized? Another tick in the Derp column for Etsy.) And this is the only significant goof-up that I noticed with a cursory glance. My particular items (lampwork glass beads) have been moved to the Craft Supplies & Tools> Jewelry & Beading > Beads >  category. And this would make sense, but there is no further subcategory for lampwork, or even glass beads, or gemstone beads or pearls or plastics. Instead, there are now about a zillion subcategories for every *shape* of bead imaginable… of all things, potato beads have their very own category. Potato beads? What the hell is a potato bead? You’d think that with the gobs and gobs of money they seem to be making, Etsy could hire a competent professional when they get these fantastic new remodeling ideas. But that would make entirely too much sense, wouldn’t it? Looks like I might have to get way more serious about using better tags so that people might actually be able to find my beads on the off chance they come from the Etsy home page.

"if they seem off, you can edit them." Oh, etsy, so magnanimous of you.

“if they seem off, you can edit them.” Oh, etsy, ever so gracious.

Yes, I know. I’ve pissed and moaned about Etsy numerous times and you’re probably sick to death of hearing about it. It isn’t that I like to complain, but I am an idealist, after all. Etsy makes drastic, nonsensical changes, and with such regularity, that I can’t simply let it pass on by without saying anything. I went to Etsy from eBay in 2009 in the vain hope that I could be a part of something slightly less corporate than what eBay had become. Most of my peers and buyers (existing and potential) had jumped eBay’s ship for Etsy’s calmer waters. I’ll admit, there’s nothing like the thrill of watching your eBay auction get bid up sky high. By the same token, I understood that, from the buyer’s perspective, duking it out on eBay for a set of glass beads had grown tiresome by then. I guess I never bonded with Etsy the way I did with eBay. eBay appealed to my punk-rock sensibilities – eBay has that down in the dirt, anything goes, “we’re not your friends”, grungy flea-market thing going for it. Etsy is just too wide-eyed and plinky-plunky, and too clean and polished to be believable. My grandpa always said, never trust a man whose shoes are too shiny…

The truth at the core of this is that it’s really up to the artisan, the maker of the items they list for sale on Etsy, to promote and advertise their shops. Etsy is just a glorified shopping cart with the added benefits of faulty logic and whimsicle f*ckery. As long as I can see Etsy for what it truly is, I won’t get too lathered up about it.

All that said, if you still prefer the Etsy experience when buying from me, you haven’t a thing to worry about. I will continue to use Etsy for specials/quick sales when I don’t feel like messing with a big Superstars sale, and I’ll continue to announce it here since that seems to work quite well. But since I’m getting more Superstars mailing list sign-ups lately, this tells me that I ought to focus more on that for a while…

SO! I’m having a Superstars sale next week! Mark your calendars for next Thursday, March 26th. If you’re on the mailing list, you’ll be hearing all about it next week.

While you wait, here’s a really cute video titled “Dogs Annoying Cats with Friendship.”

Superstars TONIGHT!

And here they are, bask in their glory:


we’re superstars! come see us tonight! click on us to get there.


Goodness gracious! I really have been busy.

I’m telling you, after the Superstars dust settles I must clean my house this weekend. Dust bunnies and packing peanut crumbs are littering the entire place. This is silly, but I usually only clean stuff when I’m perturbed about something. Sometimes it’s because I’m mad at myself for being such a slob; other times, it’s something totally unrelated. My husband gets a little worried when I start scrubbing things. I haven’t had much to be miffed off about lately, which is a good thing, but it also means my house is messier than it’s been in a while.

And these damn cats, if only I could get them to drag a broom across the floor and help out. But no, all they want to do is lay around and demand food. I have no leverage with them. I can’t withhold their food to get them to comply, they wouldn’t understand. And they’re not scared of me at all. I can put my arms straight into the air and run at them and babble like the boogeyman and they respond with a purr and a yawn. The reason I’ve chosen to commit myself to the servitude of these ungrateful, irresponsible beasts escapes me at the moment… oh, yes, right. It’s because they’re CUTE. And they supposedly lower my blood pressure. I’m not sure I buy that. Yelling at fuzzy varmints to get out of the kitchen sink every 30 minutes isn’t exactly conducive to rest and relaxation. But whatever. They’re CUTE.

Speaking of adorable varmints, check out our friends in Australia, they’re serving their little Australian possum friend a candle lit Valentine’s Day supper.


Isn’t that just precious!?  Can you believe the excellent table manners? I wish the American possums were that civilized. Hell, I wish American people were that civilized. The last time I saw a possum walking down the street I said hi to it and it turned around and gave me a dirty look. I felt lucky to be inside the safety of my car.

Anyway, the guy half of that possum feeding couple is also a talented musician. Check out his rendition of The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins. This is one of my favorite things in the whole world. The hip geeks among us will surely appreciate this one. (You might give it the adult once-over before sharing it with the little ones, though.)


Anyway, back to the sale – here’s what’s happening tonight on the Superstars page on my website:

7:30PM CENTRAL TIME: The new beads will appear on this page for the sale preview. Take this 30 minutes to read and decide what you want, and email me with any questions. You should see TWELVE selections at 7:30PM.

8PM CENTRAL TIME and beyond: Start sending in your requests via email.

If you’re unsure of where your time zone falls in this scenario, google it!

See you at the sale!

Sprinkles are for winners.

I’ve been very busy! I spent all day last Tuesday thinking it was Wednesday, and all day last Thursday thinking it was Wednesday. Yet I have no recollection of what I did on Wednesday. This is one of the (many) hazards of self-employment.
I did manage to get a couple of rings made (for my stylist):


And I’ve made many beads in preparation for the upcoming Superstars sale, this Thurday, February 19th. However, I have not yet completed my 2014 website gallery or created any Facebook pages like I said I would. I was supposed to be thinking about this stuff and then doing it before the beginning of the year. I’ve been making a lot of beads, though, so I’m not in as much trouble as I could be right now. Right?

I was at Walmart the other night (yes, I know) and they had peanut butter and jelly Poptarts. My face lit up like a Molotov cocktail when I spotted them. I have been hoping they would bring back my beloved PB&J Poptarts for years. Every time we walk by the Poptart section I lament the passing of my precious PB&J Poptarts. Recently, I began seeing peanut butter poptarts, then peanut butter and chocolate poptarts, so I knew it was only a matter of time.

The original PB&J Poptarts were peanut butter and grape jelly, and the filling, along the length of the pastry, alternated grape and a somewhat dry but very natural tasting peanut butter. The pastries I found the other night were peanut butter and strawberry jelly. I couldn’t imagine how this could go wrong, even if the jelly was strawberry rather than grape.

The first thing I did when I got home was put one of the pastries in the toaster. I was so freaking excited. My years of wishing and hoping were answered with a chemical tasting mess – the peanut butter barely passed for peanut butter (but was rather creamy compared to the old version), and the strawberry filling was sub-par compared to their usual strawberry filling.  To add further insult, the sprinkles melted and ran down the pastry while in the toaster. This is what I get for having expectations, folks.

So here’s a look at just a smidgen of what will be available at the Superstars sale:




I’m going to attempt to sell you this ring one more time, but if that doesn’t happen, I’ll finally be convinced that I should keep it. Sometimes I’m afraid I’m making rings in the wrong sizes for most folks. Truth be told, to sell a ring before it’s finished is almost a guarantee that I’ll FUBAR it. Tera B emailed me to marvel at the fact that I can wear a size 6 ring on my middle finger. You should keep in mind that I’m a grump and my middle finger gets a pretty good workout. Har.

Anyway, I just thought I’d remind you how boring I am. I’ll have another update for you later this week. Meanwhile, if you’re on the Superstars mailing list, you’ll be getting a notification today and another one on Thursday.

Back to work with me, thanks for reading!


Click HERE to visit my shop, or the thumbnails below for each item.

Sundrop Lava Lite Trios: (foof series)


Electric Watermelon Glimmer Strips:


Dark Arts: (foof series)


True Turquoise Mirror Dot Mod Pods:



It might be prudent to let you know: there won’t be any Etsy listings for a while because I’ll be working on a Superstars sale! Hooray! I’ve given Etsy enough of my money this month. Superstars are scheduled to land some time in February. I’ll keep you posted. Meanwhile, if you have a hankering, my Made To Order schedule is wiiide open. I swear I’ll get that 2014 gallery finished very soon and until that happens, you can request things from my sold listings on Etsy. I’ve been putting this off because something about Photoshop has been giving me vertigo lately. I think they changed the speed and dash size of the rectangular marquee and now it is causing major eye strain. This doesn’t happen when I’m doing other things on the computer, so I’m sure it’s Photoshop. I’d tell them, but I don’t think they’d give a rodent’s hiney. Or an Owl Orphanage, for that matter.

Thanks for looking! I’ve already eaten, and the kitchen floor needs mopping. Like, really really. And maybe after that, I’ll pack up some beads, wink-wink, nudge-nudge.

New this week

Mr. Sarah and I celebrated our 15 year anniversary last weekend. What did we do? We ate italian food and went to the outlet mall and an army surplus store. Woop-te-doo! It was fun though. He has grown quite interested in perfume…  his level of interest doesn’t match mine, but for a man who has never really shown much interest in that sort of thing before, he has a surprisingly good nose for it. He found a 3-part BBC documentary about perfume and excitedly watched it with me. They covered the development of Tommy Hilfiger’s “LOUD” in part 1, and he has been determined to find some to test ever since. He has even sprayed some of the girly stuff onto himself to see the difference between how it smells on him and how it smells on me. You couldn’t even pay some guys to do that. I repeatedly wave my arm under his nose and ask him what he thinks, and he doesn’t get annoyed. Luckily, we have very similar tastes in perfume and cologne – like me, he enjoys the avant-garde, dark, spicy, patchoulied scents. One evening, before I could stop him, he sprayed something called Crown Stephanotis onto himself and we both regretted it. Particularly because he did that AFTER a shower and right before he went to sleep. The name alone should have been a huge deterrent, but no. Silly man.

Anyway, I must not have been exactly clear about why I wanted to go to the outlet mall after our anniversary dinner – I only wanted to visit the two perfume shops there, Spritz and Perfumania, and be done. He didn’t seem terribly excited about going to the outlet mall (can’t blame him) and when we got there, I was trying to make sense of the complicated directory. I said “can you figure out where they are?” He said “what are you looking for?” I said “the perfume shops, duh?”  His entire demeanor changed right then, and he was visibly relieved. “In THAT case…” he said. I guess he thought I was going to drag him into every shop in there. I never do that, why would I start now? I was sure I had mentioned that the entire purpose of this trip was to see what they had at the perfume shops… but I guess if you’ve been married for 15 years you’re surely quite adept at mind reading. And also at hanging on to and remembering every word the other utters.

old addict

old addict – mmm, look at that dark juice! and the glass of the bottle is a dead ringer for the highly coveted CIM Mediterranean!

The main thing I was on the hunt for was an old/original bottle of Dior Addict. Unfortunately, Addict was nowhere to be found at the outlet mall. One sales person even said that Addict has been discontinued, that Dior has ceased production of it –  which I’m 99% sure is a bag of horsefeathers because Dior just released ANOTHER reformulation/packaging change in 2014. (The previous major change happened in 2012.) Maybe she meant that the original Addict was gone, and that certainly is true. My theory is that the 2012 version isn’t quite old enough to have made it to the outlet shops and that eventually they’ll restock with that newer version of Addict.

It was not all for naught – we did find some other interesting things at both Perfumania and Spritz. The most noteworthy men’s cologne during our visit was Aramis. My dad wore Aramis and I didn’t remember what it smelled like until we sprayed it – wow! Mom wears Cabochard and totally rocks it (on me it smells like burned onions that nobody bothered to add butter to) and I’d say Aramis is like Cabochard for men. Extremely smoky, oakmossy patchouli, no sweetness at all… combine this with cigarette smoke and expensive wood, and you have my dad in a bottle. Love it.

So, later on that evening, I went to the mall to see if they had the newest incarnation of Dior Addict. Much to my delight, Dillards had a tester of the OLD Addict, along with the 2012 version. I was hoping to test the 2014 version, but it still wasn’t out for testing. (I found out later that the 2014 version is what they are selling, though.) I sprayed both original and 2012 onto different cards. The old Addict imparted a light orange stain onto the paper – the natural vanilla darkens to this color over time – and the new Addict left no color. This was when I figured out that the sample I got from Sephora last year was for sure the old Addict. I sprayed both onto my skin – the old Addict smelled much more natural, like vanilla pudding and freshly cut grass and flowers. The new Addict was somewhat less of a strong vanilla, perhaps less foody, a bit less flowery and rather flat. At first, I liked this about new Addict. But I only wear Addict with Madini’s Agarwood, so when I got home I applied the agarwood oil to the new Addict. Blech. That did NOT work like it does with the old Addict. So, as I usually do, I turned to ebay to hunt down a small “vintage” bottle of original Addict. By some magic, a small bottle of original Addict was listed for sale later that night and I got it for less than $40… I do live a charmed life.

Meanwhile, I’m tempted to scramble my ebay password so I can’t get in there and buy more perfume. I just might do that… after this weekend’s perfume auctions are over. Ha.

Enough blah-blah about Addict. I guess I’m in a Dior kinda mood… this week, I’m featuring Dior’s Dune and Midnight Poison in the Foof series. Here is a peek at what’s up for grabs on Etsy later this evening:


week of january 26th

I’d better get on with taking photos… keep an eye out later this evening for the new goods!



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