This afternoon Mikey and I listened to his Christmas album twice while I made seven new necklaces and he read. I am now in the mood for Christmas. I’m mentally willing my pumpkin spice candle to burn faster so that I can replace it with pine, cinnamon, peppermint vanilla…

(Etsy is down for the weekend to update to version 2, but hopefully these will all be listed later this evening or tomorrow.)

Getting better. My spine hurts from bending over my table for three hours. Part of that three hours involved sorting through my childhood stamp collection that I brought from home… I have tons of stamps and 1920s / 1930s postmarks set aside to use as soon as I get more glass. The little ones are double sided, made from fabric scraps. And another baby playing card. I have two decks of those, if anyone has a lucky card that they want to wear around their neck. I need to hunt through photo frames at the dollarama to find some with thin glass that I can cut up, and I need a big spool of solder SOON. The little coil that came with my kit is rapidly dwindling.

Last night Mikey and I were supposed to play games with Colin & Cheryl, who I work with, but plans fell through midafternoon. We ended up drinking a bottle of wine by ourselves and playing with voice recognition software… where you dictate into a microphone and the computer transcribes it to text. It was the most hysterical thing ever, and my abs still hurt from laughing.

The results of reciting the nicene creed, with my favorite parts emphasized:

We believe in one god the father of the almighty maker of the governor
of all that is seen and unseen
they believe in one lord Jesus Christ the only son of god
eternally got no father
got from the light from late true got from true god

they got not made one and being with the father
through them all things are made

for us and for hours outpatient he came down from heaven
he was born on the right
he was conceived by the power of the holy spirit
and one of the virgin Mary and became a man
for our sake and was crucified under Pontius Pilate,
he suffered item was buried.
On the third day heroes again in fulfillment of the scriptures.

He ascended to heaven and it’s even at the right into the father.
He will come again in Florida judge living in the dead,
and his kingdom will have no end.

We believe in the holy spirit the lord the giver of life
for the proceeds from the father and son that of other in Sunday’s worshiping glorified
He is booked into the profits
We believe in one wholly catholic and apps dollar charge
We not shown that isn’t for the forgiveness of sense.
We look for the resurrection of the dead and the life of the world’s common.

A man and.

I might not make it through mass this evening with a straight face.

Listening: Gillian Welch

New stuff. Earrings made from buttons & other things, wallets, and a couple of bracelets.

I will hang anything from my ears.

[ For when I fall in. ]

[ Hardware & picks. ]

[Deconstructed fishing spinners. ]