Hmmm: 11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004

Brita and Lisa

Hemp pieces! All half-knot works with painted wood beads. Each is about 15” to the chocker and 19” to the necklace. The bracelets are 7” and the earrings 3” in length.

Brita

Lisa

Suppliers

Here we go, the place where I buy most of the beads, crystals, and tools that I use for my jewelry.

ONLINE

Artbeads (http://www.artbeads.com) - For your silver and Swarovski crystal needs. They have no minimum order requirements, let you buy per single item, and charge no shipping! I buy from here often.
Craftland (Ebay seller ID: craftland-dot-net) – I get my Czech seed beads from here (buy-it-now option). They have a superb array of colors and shipping is $2.25 for the first item, every item after that is free.
Beadaholique (Ebay seller ID: beadaholique) – Silver and their Czech glass beads. They have of everything. Shipping is $1.10 and 0.25 each additional item. Again I generally use the buy-it-now feature… but if you can get them at their beginning bid prices, then go for it. But really… buy-it-nows are better. In the biddings the prices will usually go a little higher.
Silver Sage Creations (Ebay seller ID: sterlingfindings) – Gold filled materials from their buy-it-now feature (eye pins, head pins, crimp beads)… very good quality, wonderful packaging to ensure that the products arrive just as they looked in the picture, and shipping is $1.25 for the first item and 0.25 for each additional.
Beads Wild – (http://www.artisan-international.com/) - Hemp, they have a nice stock and fair prices. Shipping starts at $4.50
B. Toucan Inc. - (http://www.btoucan.com/) - Hemp by the KILO! Extremely economical this way. They also explain the differences among twine, cord, and thread. I have no idea on shipping per area, the site does't say.
Mama’s Minerals (http://www.mamasminerals.com/) - Rocks, rocks and more rocks. The pearl prices are among the best that I have found. Shipping starts at $5.70
Jewelry Supply (http://www.jewelrysupply.com/) - They have very good prices on tools, boxes, and other display items. No minimum order requirements and shipping starts from $7.00. I haven’t bought anything from here yet, but I have them in my favs list because of their prices.

NON-ONLINE PLACES

Michael’s for my Beadalon needs
Wal-Mart for wood and bone beads

Thanks Loyd

Well, today has been a much brighter day than yesterday. I simply go crazy sometimes for I am human.

Many thanks to my friend Loyd. He found me in my weirdo state, listened to me, talked to me, told me sweet things, called me pretty names, and cheered me up. I really appreciate it. If you ever read this, thanks for your patience and your interest in what to me seem to be problems. You are a great person, an awesome friend, and a silly brother… a good silly. A silly I luuuuurve so much.

Thank you for being my friend.

*hugs*

nothing

I want to be on my own. I used to like it; it was enjoyable. I had my time, my space, my privacy and I miss all of that. I am feeling so uncomfortable that nothing that can be said or done at this moment is going to fix anything. I see myself away, by myself, dong my own thing and dependant on no one.

I can’t do a single thing. Nothing. If I take too long in the bathroom; if I don’t immediately leave the bedroom after a shower; if I simply go out from the living room into my office… Anything will be questioned. Where are you going? Why are you putting on make up? Why are you there? Who are you talking to? Why did you come get your phone?

He’ll knock. He’ll stand outside the door. He will lower the volume to the tv. He’ll be waiting for me to just show my face so that he can question me again. If I say that I need my space he’ll ask why. If I say that it’s nothing, he’ll ask me again what is wrong. If I say that I am going nowhere… because obviously I never go anywhere, he’ll ask why then I have my phone. I don’t even get phone calls… I have the stupid cell phone in case I ever need anything when I am outside, on my own… But I am never outside on my own.

If I put on cream, Don’t I don’t like it. If I wash myself with honey, I don’t like honey. If I want to buy make up, Why? You have already. If I want to do something new, No, I’m tired. If I feel like crying, What’s going on? Mi vida. Mi vida. Why? Why?

I can’t stop my tears right now… I don’t know what is wrong. I can’t sleep anymore. Everything feels uncomfortable. I toss and I turn and I just stare at the ceiling. And I want to just go watch tv at night, on my own. And fall asleep on the couch, on my own… and I can’t. Because he gets angry. Because if I want to tell him how I feel, he gets annoyed.

Because I cannot be honest or he’ll get hurt. And I don’t know what to do.

I want my house clean. I hate my dirty house. I clean and I clean and I mop and vacuum and try to make things that are pretty… but it’s no use.

Nothing I do is ever right. Nothing I make. And I wish I could hear nice things. And I wish I could just disappear.

I wish I could just sleep. I awnt to sleep. And I wan tto be away. By myself. And don’t wna tto hold anyone back and that he could go back to new york and never have left his awesome job with his huge office and his top view and that oak desk that is double the size of our dining table. With that cappuccino machine and his leather chair and the big 21 inch flap panel and the new computer every month. Sothat he could be making 100 thousand and not what he’s doing down here with me. So that his parents wouldn’t be anfry with him and his sister would not have met me and not dislike me. andi would bein mexico. or venezuela where i have alwasy wanted to be. and we'ld call each other and be happy like that. and i wouldn't be wasting myself like this. and he'd call me everyday and tell me how beautiful i am and how much he loves me. and tell me about how he would love my little blue pants and my little shirt with the butterfly and the blue eyeshadow and my pretty eyes... andthen i wouldn't cry on my own like right now and i'd vfeel special . and i woul dthen be smart and i would no tie anyone down. and then i could sleep. he'd talk until i slept and wed behapy. and iwouldn't feel like i had watsted so much time and i'd have a real job an good gjob and iwoul dbe on my own. and he'd behppy and i would be happy. and his family wouldn't hate me for not learning their language and udnerstanding their culture. and they woul dhave this perfect idea of me like they used to. like when they liked me because i was pretty in a picture and i had tha fair skin they like so much and my very long and balck hair and i was small and thing and smart not like now that they say ai am so far and so rude and i don't talk to them and i can't talk to them because, i do't understand. i feel iuncomfortable because of those long puases whenthey dont' know what to tell me and no matter how i try they still only pretned to smile and they just want to talk to him. so now i don't even talk anymore and it only makes thinngs worse because now i am uncaring and cold and rude and i took their son away and made him go to some unknown town and ruin his career and his education was for nothing. because he would hbe a phd now and be working in some prestigious unversity and probably have married one of the many girls that they had been looking at. one that udnerstood all of them and knew how to cook and how to entertain them an d praise them and their sone. an d like that we wouuldn't fight. because i would understand it all and i'd be on my own. sleepin gon my couch wearing my heels and brushing my hair and i'd go to the theatre again. i woul dlike my job. be the best again like i alwasy was and i'd have my space and i would not feel angry at beign touched and i'd be fine and he would just call me and tell me he cared and i could sleep

Thanksgiving 2004

Yummmm Yum. We went to eat a Thanksgiving meal at the house of Grant and his wife. Grant is Shawn’s brother and Shawn is one of Hubby’s coworkers. I had no idea on how else to explain that… teehee. So it was only three couples and their 2 little babies (each family has one). We took chocolate cake and the two ladies, Liza and Lena (I am not too sure of her name. They said it so fast and I felt weird asking about it later), cooked soooooooo much food! And it was great too.

We had broccoli casserole, green bean casserole, sweet potato pie, stuffing, beans and green beans, mashed potatoes, breads of several sorts, fruit salad, pasta salad, ham, and the big turkey. I had seconds of the broccoli and green bean casserole. The guys had seconds on the other things, but skipped the green. Hahaha. After the meal we sat down to watch the football game. Dallas won!

THANKSGIVING DAY MIRACLE!

We had a very nice evening indeed.

Bangladeshi bracelet

Is this gorgeous or what? It is so delicate and simple and weights almost nothing! Lacquered wood beads and silk thread. Very nice. I got it from my friend Hafi after he came back from his trip to Bangladesh. He is such a sweetheart, always brings my hubby and me presents.

Bangladeshi bracelet

I haven’t really done much design lately, feeling all bombed out about a little something in the personal department… but I had planned on buying a number of pretty beads today to make a hemp necklace.

Phoey, phoey. I went to the local bead store and took 5 bucks (well, I took 20, but I was planning on only using only 5). While the beads in the store are more expensive than they would be online (wholesale is nice), I can purchase beads one-by-one. So if I only need 4 crystals… then I only buy 4 crystals. Anyway, the last time I went to scout for beads I noticed these beautiful turquoise-like porcelain beads. I actually bought a pair for about 5 cents each and made a cute pair of earrings. So today I figured, I could buy 50 of those and a few wooden ones for accents for a set of necklace, bracelet and earrings that I had in mind.

The store was out on that particular color… so I saw similar ones in tan with spots, same size, 4-6mm. The way they have the beads in the store is that they are all in frames or small containers next to each other. A sticker on the edge tells you the price. So I counted the beads and went to pay. They weren’t 5 cents :( apparently they were 35… erm… that would be 17.50 so I couldn’t take them. Funny thing was that while they didn’t have the ones I had originally wanted, they had others of the same style but 12mm, and others cubed, and in pendant shapes. Those were 35 and 45 cents. So why would the smaller beads be more expensive?

The lady told me that the 5-cent price I had seen was not for those beads, but for the ones next to them. Oh wells. So I returned them to their place and left the store all ashamed. Now I feel bad because what if she thought that I had tried to put a cheaper price on the item on purpose (they give you a sheet of paper and you list your own items and write down the price yourself… sort of a trust system).

~_~ Oh well.

Mary

^_^ Memory wire, acrylic beads in pale pink and rose, and silver plated metal beads. Silver-like clasp and earing wires.

Mary

Pretty, pink, and sophisticated.

My Element

Air. You think before you act, you look before you
leap. You are very direct, which sometimes can
hurt others. You are always looking for the
truth behind things. Of all the elements,
you're the wisest.

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Eleni

Cool and chic. Silver tone memory wire, glass Czech seed beads, bicolored glass drops, silver jump rings (separators), and silver plated metal beads. Silver earrings and clasp.

Eleni

Ahhh think of a night out in town, drink in hand and beach breeze on the face.

Alexa

Very young-like, me thinks. This is a beautiful piece made from fresh water pearls in ivory, pink, and purplish tones. The pearls measure from 3mm to 6 mm in width (the purple ones are the largest). The finishes are in 0.925 silver (clasp and dangling earings).

Alexa

Goes with a cute little outfit for a luncheon or café outing.

El Matador

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El Matador
Los Fabulosos Cadillacs

Te estan buscando Matador!

Me dicen el matador, nací en Barracas
Si hablamos de matar mis palabras matan
No hace mucho tiempo que cayó el León Santillán
y ahora se que en cualquier momento me la van a dar

va Matador, va matador
Donde estas Matador?

Me dicen el matador me están buscando
en una fria pension los estoy esperando
agazapado en lo más oscuro de mi habitación
fusil en mano, espero mi final

va Matador, va Matador
La garra te busca Matador
va Matador, va Matador

Matador, Matador
Donde estás matador?
Matador, Matador
No te vayas matador
Matador, oh yeah
Matador, Matador

Viento de libertad, sangre combativa
el los bolsillos del pueblo la vieja herida
de pronto el dia se me hace de noche,
murmullos, corridas y el golpe en la puerta
llegó la fuerza policial.

Matador, Matador
Mirad hermano en que terminaste
por querer un mundo mejor
Qué suena? son balas, me alcanzan, me atrapan
resiste, Victor Jara no calla

Matador, matador
Matador te estas buscando
Matador te estan matando
Matador, oh yeah
Matador, Matador
Valiente Matador

Me dicen el matadro de los cien barrios porteños
no tengo por que tener miedo de mis palabras
Son balas, balas de paz , balas de justicia
Soy la voz de los que hicieron correr sin razón
por el solo hecho de pensar distinto
Ay Dios, Santa Maria de los buenos aires
si todo estuviera mejor

Matador, Matador, si todo estuviera mejor
Matador, Matador, a donde vas matador?
Matador, oh yeah
Matador, Matador

They are looking for you Matador!

They call me El Matador, I was born in Baracas
If we talk about killing my words kill
It hasn’t been a long time since Leon Santillan went down
And now I know that at any moment they’ll give it to me

There goes Matador, there goes Matador
Where are you Matador?

They call me el Matador and they’re looking for me
In cold quarters I’m waiting for them
Pressed into the darkest corner of my room
Rifle in hand, I await my end

There goes Matador, there goes Matador
The claw is looking for you Matador
There goes Matador, there goes Matador

Matador, Matador
Where are you Matador?
Matador, Matador
Don’t go Matador
Matador, Oh yeah
Matador, Matador

Freedom winds, belligerent blood
The old wound still in the pockets of town
Suddenly the day turns into night
Running, murmuring and that knock at the door
It is the force of the police

Matador, Matador
Look how you ended my brother
Because you wanted a better world
What’s what sound? They are bullets, they are speeding up to me, they are reaching
Resist, Victor Jara doesn’t quiet down

Matador, Matador
They are looking for you Matador
They are killing you Matador
Matador, oh yeah
Matador, Matador
Brave Matador

They call me the Matador of the 100 barrios porteños
I do not have to be afraid
My words are bullets, bullets of peace, bullets of justice
I am the voice of those they quieted without reason
Simply because they thought differently
Oh God, Saint Mary of Buenos Aires
If only everything was better

Matador, Matador
If only everything was better
Matador, Matador
Where are you going Matador?
Matador, oh yeah
Matador, Matador

Maricela

I am feeling quite proud of this piece. It is made with Austrian crystal and gold filled extras. The crystal is swarovski in clear, not in Aurora Borelis... the scan made that shine of colors, but the piece is clear. It is about 18 inches in length with crystals measuring 4mm (round), 6mm (bicone), and 8mm (drops). The earrings measure 1.5 inches in length.

Maricela

Nice for evening gala.

Pet Sitting

I am taking care of my mom’s Chihuahua, Titi. She and Chico get along just fine… when they are sleeping. Hehehe

Titi and Chico taking a nap

Awwwwwwwww

Halloween 2004

Halloween 2004

I had fun! We left for my sister’s Saturday at around 2pm. Arrived there at 6 and stopped by a friend’s house to say a quick hello and then my husband dropped me off at Sis’s. I ate with her and my Abuelita (gradma) and then Sis and I began the decoration of her garage. We covered the laundry area, some tool racks, taped pictures and hanged banners, as well as we set up the audio system and lights. We tested the system with the Halloween CD that I made with some classics of horror movies in there.

Everything sounded pretty well. ^_^

We went to bed at around 2 am, after picking up stuff and making little baggies with candy for the Trick-or-Treaters. The next day we inflated balloons to give the kids and began choosing music to play at the party. We realized we had very little danceable music so we drove our way to BestBuy, SamGoodie, and Target. We got two Latin music CDs that we thought would work. And they did.

When we got back home we finished setting up some lights and then it was time to get dressed. My parents came back from a trip they made to Cancun, Mexico (will tell about that later!) and at a perfect time too! Kids were already arriving and we weren’t dressed yet. A couple of hours later we were having fun outside, passing out candy and dancing with my sister’s friends and neighbors.

It was great. We ate chicken and beef tamales, nachos with cheese, and chips.

Halloween 2004; MaryLou, Alexa (Sis), Me, Vanessa, Vanessa’s friend (oops I forgot his name)

Even Titi had fun! (oh yeah, mom changed her name from Viridiana to Titi)

^_^

Hmmm

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Brita and Lisa

Monday, November 29, 2004

Suppliers

Sunday, November 28, 2004

Thanks Loyd

Saturday, November 27, 2004

nothing

Thursday, November 25, 2004

Thanksgiving 2004

Monday, November 22, 2004

Bangladeshi bracelet

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Mary

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

My Element

Eleni

Monday, November 08, 2004

Alexa

El Matador

Sunday, November 07, 2004

Maricela

Saturday, November 06, 2004

Pet Sitting

Monday, November 01, 2004

Halloween 2004

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