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. 

GIVEAWAY!

I'd like to thank ALL 3 OF YOU for reading my blog. Now is your chance to win the chic Metalicious Glimpse necklace you see to your left.

What do you need to do?  Go to my Etsy shop, pick out your favorite piece and post it here in the comments.  The 35th post will win.  It's that easy.

Ready?  GO!!!

Back to the future

Health update: I am getting lower back surgery next week to remove the damaged part of my S1 disk. It is said disk that has been pressing on my sciatic nerve causing me pain, limping and all sorts of reasons to go to the hospital. Good times here in Metaliciousland.

But the neurosurgeon gave me a 90% chance of getting the feeling back in my foot and leg. So it's all good (except the part where I can't bend or pick anything up for 6 weeks-- including my baby). I should be good as new in 3 months.

Thank you all for your kind words, thoughts, hugs, and all other ways you have supported me through this bizarre health crisis.

Here is what my back looks like now:

heh. heh. heh. Okay fine, it's one of my best selling necklaces, The Goddess.

But for now I still have Hope.

The Things I Think About

1) Why do I love my children the most when they are sleeping or when I am on a date with my husband?

2) Doctors should not be attractive. It just makes things awkward.

3) Why is it that even if my husband takes out the garbage, recycling AND empties the dishwasher I will still get mad at him for not putting his socks in the laundry basket? But really, why MUST he leave them next to the bed?!

4) THINGS I WANT: another torch with a full range of torch tips, a smaller saw frame, a bigger saw frame, more needle files (specifically half-round cut 2 and 4), a soldering pan, spray-on flux, an entire set of hammering t-stakes, some delrin to make my own forming blocks, a jumpring maker, a smaller tap and die set, a dead blow hammer (not as dirty as it sounds), another foredom motor with a quick-change handpiece, a rubber mallet... on and on and on.... oh and if I could have an extra room added to my li'l apartamento that would be nice, too.

5) I wish I had blank business card-sized pieces of paper that I could write stuff on and give to people. So if a stranger is having a great hair day, or their zipper is down, or if the guy they are with is treating them horribly, or if they are crying, or anything really... I could write something nice on the card and give it to them. Then quickly leave the subway car because I don't want to get punched.

6) I am the reason they don't put wheels on adult sneakers.

7) Why do I STILL sweat and giggle when I'm nervous? I'm almost 40 for heaven's sake, yet I'm still a social idiot.

8) Holy shoot, I'm almost 40.

9) 40 is the new 30, right?!!

10) I also desperately want you to like me and will smile and be overly nice to you until you do.

Beans and pillowbeans

Beans and pillowbeans
Originally uploaded by metaliciousjewelry

This is what happens in my house at night.

The best cure for depression is jewelry

and chocolate. and this picture I found when I googled 'depression.'

That's right people, I'm depressed. Between post-partum, 2 hospital trips in one week and now I can't walk without a limp... it's been tough going. Imagine me limping along and pushing my 3-month-old in a stroller as we walk around the city. Where are we walking? To various spine doctors (not to be confused with spin doctors, although I'm sure they are related) where I put on yet another washed out hospital gown and I show them how I can't stand up on my tippy-toes because I CAN'T FEEL MY FOOT.

You know what I hate the most? Those gowns. The color isn't flattering on ANY complexion, not to mention the fit. And how is it that no matter how tightly I tie the top, it always slides open and falls down? And how on earth does that other tie-- the one on the side-- even work? I can never find the other part to tie it to so my XXXXXL robe that is already falling off my shoulders now also reveals my underpants.

Anyway, the best medicine for me has always been chocolate, I mean making jewelry. Okay, both. (I'm a Geminii for heaven's sake). So here's my latest, inspired by the person who is my shoulder to cry on, my best go-to babysitter, my cheerleader, my mom.

Here's to you, Mom!