hello blog

I miss you.  But I'm tired.  

I had a great and welcome response to my uber-sale last week.  And now I am cobbled by my children and a husband who decided I need to be tortured by said children by leaving me ALONE with them for 5 DAYS.

So I am writing, my dear blog, to tell you that you're my only friend.  And I wish you could change diapers and wake up with the baby at 4:30 and 6 am.  And that you could make his lunch and take the big kid to school tomorrow morning so that I could sleep in.  And would it be too much to ask if you could rub my feet once in a while?  Or how about making me a nice, strong martini?  How about one for the kids, too?  

That way we'd all get some sleep around here.

Metalicious Jewelry is on what?

SALE!  25% off and I've been adding newness all week.  Check 'em out:

 Two rings are better than one.  Buy the set on sale 'til Saturday for $148.50.

6 mini moderns in sterling silver on sale for $165.  That's $27 per ring!!!

But only until Saturday.  Buy the stacking set in my Etsy shop.

One more newbie will be making an appearance sometime tomorrow.  

Keep checking back at my shop, I know you're gonna love it!

Cake!

eek!  I can hardly stand it!  My birthday is one of my most favorite days of the year.  I like it so much that I celebrate the whole week long!  I have also been known in the past, to celebrate the entire MONTH for my birthday.


But those days are past and I am a mom now and it's not so much about me anymore.  (Don't tell my husband though, I still love his little notes and gifts and pecks on the cheek as reminders that it's still about me sometimes).


This year since I can't share my cake with you (usually something chocolate-y and sickeningly sweet that is so big I can have leftovers for breakfast for a couple of days) I am celebrating by having my first-time-ever-birthday-sale in my Etsy shop.


Starting tonight at midnight through midnight June 19th  I will be offering 25% off everything in my Etsy shop. 


That's right, a percent off for every year I was born (if you believe that I've got a bridge to sell you).


People, get your running shoes on because the sale is about to begin! 

The machine

Some days I feel like I have so many ideas I'll just pop and that I don't have enough time to make everything I've 'invented' in my imagination.  Other days I'm happy to do my repetitive work, filling orders for things I've been making for years or organizing my workbench or ordering supplies.  I can't make the donuts every day, (no matter how much I love them).  Today was one of those days that I'm happy for the repetition.  I have been at the computer all. day. long.  

What am I doing all day on the computer (my lovely husband likes to ask me, too)?  Well the part of selling online I find most challenging is actually listing items for people to purchase in my shop.   Listing consists of editing photos and writing the descriptions.  Oh, and figuring out pricing.  I hate math.  Anyone who has visited me at craft fairs knows that I always have my best friend helping me out.  Not only is she fabulous, kind and generous.  But she makes a damn fine cash register.  Literally.

So here I am editing, writing, calculating.  And it's really tough for me.  But I listed some items that are part of my Muse Collection but have never been online and feel really good about them.  They are simple but very powerful and I really love making them.  There's something satisfying to me when I can use a hammer and bang on sterling silver and end up with something wearable and chic.  It's just something I love to do.  (I'm also singing along to the Glee soundtrack, it helps balance out the pain of doing math).

Anyway, it's all part of building my business.  One brick at a time.  

I just wish I didn't have to do the math.

I wish I could take better pictures.

That is all.  Carry on.

This just in...

Slowly the feeling in my left foot is returning.  This means the nerves in my back are starting to regenerate.  Yes, it's exciting! 

In fact as soon as I started to feel tingling again I was so excited that I had to do 8,000 toe raises to show everyone how much better I was feeling.  And I think I injured my foot from overuse.  So I'm still limping. 

But it's all good.  And it sure beats lying on a mattress on the floor of my kitchen for 6 hours waiting for painkillers to work and then having to go to the hospital via ambulance.  What?  Was that even me?


I've also been sneaking in some bench work and finished a sweet diamond engagement ring, a sapphire bypass ring and I'm in the process of making some cute new earrings with the tiniest sapphires in them.  Orange ones.  eep.

Working girl

I'm always searching for ways to grow.  Maybe it's because I'm a Geminii, or maybe it's because I'm a Type A personality, or maybe it's just because I am a daredevil at heart and love taking risks.  Whatever it is, it makes me open to new challenges.  And it drives my husband crazy.

As I sit here typing-- I've just finished an application for a 4-week business course to help me focus on growing my business in this tough economy.  I am also answering e-mails from customers, re-listing items in my online shop and noticing a spoiled-milk smell and realizing it's the baby spit-up on my shoulder since I didn't change my shirt because I started working as soon as I put him to bed.

I just love to be busy!  If it were up to me I'd be running Metalicious, being the go-to-Mom at school, singing in an a cappella choir, running 4 miles a day, making a wholesome dinner for my family from locally sourced ingredients, impressing my Mother and Mother-in-Law twice a month by hosting them at a fancy tea wherein their grandsons perform Mozart on the grand piano we don't have, going out to dinner with my husband every other week looking as young and thin as I did the day we were married, and having a perfect hair day. every. day.

Instead I choose to be okay with the fact that my hair usually looks like this:

and my business is still small enough to run out of the corner of my bedroom:

and the fact that both of my 'Moms' really enjoy being around my kids even when they are crazy beasts,
and that every once in a while I get to be the hero and read a story or sing a song with my son's classmates,
and that my husband loves me in spite of my crazy hair, crazy kids and messy Metaliciousness all over our house (and the fact that I've never-really-lost-the-baby-weight). 

What is my point?  I guess I don't really have one.  I have twenty.  And they are all calling my name.