Divine Designs Beaded Jewellery

At last I have remembered to photograph a piece of jewellery before I have given it away as a gift! Now as I hope to put together enough beaded jewellery to form a ‘stock’ so I am able to sell some pieces I had best remember to photograph what I make…  Preferably as I complete the piece – not at the last-minute, ha ha.

This piece is a hematite Memory Wire Bracelet made for a good friend from beads cobbled together from both our broken pieces we had bought many years ago.

Here I have slipped it over a small white vase for contrast.


Hematite Bracelet – Memory Wire Design


Hematite Bracelet


Hematite Bracelet


The Year 2011

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My this has been an interesting year… not

I haven’t done a single post – the depression has been a bit full on AND I’m moving AGAIN! This time moving cities.
Hopefully 2012 will be a more hopeful year for me.
Don’t forget you can always catch me on facebook or twitter… yes you’re correct, I don’t have  real life at the moment only a virtual one.

The Year 2011

The Year 2011.

And You Thought You Had A Bad Day…

And you thought you had a bad day…

Santa Naughty or Nice list

Naughty or Nice

  1. Didn’t sleep a wink – Mother has been visiting… & Real Estate agent ph’d nite before with really lousy offer on house…
  2. 7am just closing eye’s – ‘Are you awake’…
  3. Everything is damp, especially the floor which is very sticky as Peppermint has been using it as a urinal…  grrrr
  4. 9.30 ‘I want to go home’ … ‘Oh no hurry whenever your ready – handbag in hand.
  5. No time for shower – find my nose stud has decided to become infected… Arghhh
  6. Have permanent stress zit between my eyebrows…  pffft
  7. Starting to get another headache.
  8. Auto garage door falls of its track so I can’t open it… Add that to the broken tank pump, faulty cooktop and oven I now have to get fixed pronto…  Yikes!
  9. Car in garage.  grrrr
  10. Almost kill myself manually lifting door to get car out to… you guessed it – take mum home.
  11. Agent chooses this moment to arrive – I’m covered in dirt, grease & sweat…
  12. Decide to take lousy offer… pffft
  13. Now have just over 2 weeks to pack & move out – I’ve been sick for the past month… Gee this is going to be ‘fun’.
  14. Go for coffee on the way to mum’s – cake is stale…
  15. Head down to underground parking with trolley full of groceries – car is parked out front…
  16. Go to ‘Loot’ and spend too much money on ‘stuff’  – only 1 purple ‘thing’
  17. Finally remember to check mail box – find 3 very soggy xmas cards – now people think I’m a slack bitch…
  18. Walk into garage to check on door – dogs have used it as a toilet… Ok ok the yard IS very soggy and they’re very small dogs…
  19. After the ‘poo’ ordeal I walk into the lounge and in the half dark see something that looks like more of the former – but no as I get closer I notice VERY large body with lots of hairy legs all curled up in a ball (a big ball). So is it dead or just ‘playing’ dead… hmmm, what to do? Get dogs spring grip pooper scooper with razer sharp teeth (recently cleaned).
  20. Can’t find any insect repellent, so grab spray & wipe – antibacterial – and cautiously approach hopefully dead thing. Grab ‘thing’ with the teeth, race to garden bed through mud and chuck the thing as far as I can, run inside slamming the door behind me… Oh brother!
  21. Decide to at least use ‘instant’ carpet cleaner – can’t make it any worse… Find orange can in cleaning cupboard, spray half the rug before I realise it’s not foaming?? shake can and check label – spray craft glue so now I have a dirty, pee stained which is now completely sticky… Thank god I remembered I had 2 small cherry ripe bars under my pillow. Phew…
  22. Now 9pm and have no idea what to eat – have to feed the dogs, Peppermint is starting to whine.
  23. Go to turn the oven on to ‘reheat’ the leftovers – oven isn’t working again. Traipse through the garage once again to flick the power switch on again.
  24. If I read my stars and they say I should stay in bed today – I’m looking for the razor blades… *sob* .

So my shrink says I should keep a diary – I think this is a good start. Feeling quite good about myself (for the moment…)

My Thoughts of Eat Pray Love

Author:   Elizabeth Gilbert

One of the most tedious books I’ve ever read. The self talk is never ending and extremely boring. I don’t think I’ll get much further – I’m only up to chapter 3 and keep hoping for the story to actually start or become interesting. Obviously the movie must have been much better. Maybe I’ll just see that.

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