I'll talk more about Halloween tomorrow. If I survive.

Right now I'm doing some earring assemblage, some website stuff, and making 500 rondelle spacers for a custom order.  If you haven't peeked at RCBD, go ahead.  We'll wait.


Do you see what I did up there?  Mentioning website stuff all nonchalantly like it is an every day thing and like I'm not all high on effort because Hey!  I'm actually rebuilding a site after what?  4 years?  Le Squee.  While I was waiting for you a minute ago I busted so many moves people driving by looked in my window and stopped.  Because Hammer Time!

Okay.  Not Really.  The Juli was blessed with that thing called white girl rhythm, which means while she can totally get down to the GoGos and Gangnam style she looks like a dilapitated flipflop when it comes to hiphop.  But let's keep that our little secret, k?

Anyway. WIP Website!

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I've made earrings for this, but that reveal isn't for a couple of days so for now I'll just share some custom collegiate pairs.

If anyone wants to come over and locate my wire cutters,

I'll give them to you

right after I clip those wraps.

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AMC has a Halloween Fest running all day today, 

and by Halloween I mean the actual Halloween movies, 

and by Fest I mean

That. Music.

Shudder.

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You're hearing it now too, aren't you?

Sorry about that.

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A Play Day

It's been a while since I've blown any shards, so yesterday I figured I'd amp up my shard supply.   Now when I say it's been a while, what I mean is I didn't get it right until the third try.  Which means I wasted 2 big blobs of glass, a half hour of my life, and a sheet of silver foil.

Worth it.

These are listed over at Studiojuls, but at the end of my torch day 1 of them is going MIA because last night before bed I got out the components to make a cuff.   Head's up.

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For my family in Christ, I have a prayer request.  My uncle has been diagnosed with Stage 3 lung cancer pending some test results which the doctor suspects will indicate Stage 4.   It is a radical progressive small cell cancer and even with treatment has been deemed terminal within the year.  My cousins lost their mother in 2001 to lung cancer, and I cannot begin to imagine how they must be feeling knowing they face the same with their dad.  Please join me in praying for Harry's easy transition and for Chad and Jake to find comfort in God's promise and peace through this loss.

Thanks, y'all.

I've got the Blues, baby.

If you need some too

you can find them at 

Studiojuls

for $15 each.

I've also lowered the price on all of the other focals listed.

Let's make something pretty, k?

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A little Sunday beading.

Soul of Atlantis

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Y'all know how much I hate working with these colors~

so when someone purchased this focal and requested I make it into a pendant I cried.  Or ya know...did a happy little mental jig.

A girl I knew in high school bought it.   She was one of those girls that stood out but not for typical reasons.  She was (and is) physically beautiful, but it was (and is) her inner goodness that set her apart.  For as long as I have known her, Ginny has been the kind of Christian that attracts people to Christ.  We weren't close friends, but she is one of the people I remember clearest.

When I sat down to make her simple pendant on a cord this happened instead.  For all of the kindness and love she has contributed to the world I wanted to give her a small piece of it back

It felt wonderful to create purely from a place of love, to exist in the space for which God gave me my abilities without concern for anything else.  Without knowing it and without expecting this when she opens her package, she has once again, without intention, shined her light.

I'm thankful for people like that...for reminding me to BE a people like that.

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This is just fluff until later on today when I have something better to say.

This is not post number 666 on this blog, which means I just realized that the previous one was.

Ew.

Here is something the opposite of that~

Confessions

Last night I turned into Samuel L Jackson.  I'm not proud of it, but it happened.  And do you know why it happened?  Because SNAKE.    SnakeInsideTheHouse AGAIN.  

This time it was Devaney's bedroom.  Hanging around under her bed.  It "raised up" at her.  From UNDER HER BED.  In close proximity to my living quarters, y'all.  My brain cannot wrap around what comes next.

Devaney came home from college last week.  Because all of her furniture is still in her apartment in Auburn, John got out a twin mattress from the storage shed to serve as a temporary sleep spot.  After discovering a second (different, longer, female) snake we all decided it was time to find the source, and considering where the second one was found that mattress seemed a likely spot.  Upon dragging the mattress outside and discovering holes in the side, John cut it open to find snake poo.  We know it was snake poo because we took a picture and looked it up on the internet.   

Which means Devaney slept on a mattress containing a snake.  Which means she is the new queen of badassery.  Because having just learned I'd slept with snake?  Instant dead.  She just went back into her room and did Devaney stuff like the whole snake mattress thing never happened.  Like it never happened, ya'll.  

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I'm in the throes of quitting smoking.  What I've learned is that it isn't about the nicotine as much as it is about the habit.  Like sitting here right now at my computer, writing especially, I keep reaching over expecting to find an ashtray.

But I won't.  Ever again.

Which is weird.

But it's time.  For a plethora of reasons, it's time.

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Speaking of time, I finished the beadwork on this part of of a 10 year old UFO.  I can't tell you how ridiculously happy that makes me because clean bead embroidery work on a 3d object is tediously tiresome, even with an end goal in mind.

She's busy.  And imperfect.  And special.

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The voices really DO have good ideas.

studiojuls.com

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JUST BECAUSE!

‎50% off sale for my FB friends!  And I think I'd best include my Blog friends, too!

The first TEN PEOPLE to USE the discount code YAY in my webshop will receive 50% off your entire purchase ~ including NEW focals and sets!

Discount code: YAY     

Savings will be applied at checkout.

READY? SET. GO!

www.studiojuls.com

Oddly, her story hasn't changed.

She was born in 2002.

Save for a couple of short lived

visits she has since been tucked away.

Last night it hit me 

that I must finish her

right now yesterday

because

10 years.

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If you like snakes as much as I do you should run screaming instead of reading the second half of this post.

Organically shaped disks~

Radiant Sunset

Santa Fe

Coral Ridge

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New Bead Embroidery Focals~

www.studiojuls.com

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I understand that everything happens for a reason, so by default I must accept that all living things are created for a reason.  Except snakes because NO REASON.

Especially when one of them decides to take up residence I-N-S-I-D-E the house.  Where people live.  More importantly where *I* live.  I love my housemates bunches, but they now know I'd trip any one of them in a New York minute if we were both being chased by a snake.

Like this one who was discovered lounging on the shelf above the washing machine:

Apparently it is an Oak Snake.

Apparently it is "harmless".

Apparently it is TIME TO MOVE.

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Project Progress Report

This has been a slow goer, morphing into something completely not what I started out to do.
The bead embroidery part is mostly finished~ I just need to back it and edge it.  I think I've figured out the framing so hopefully I can do some assembling this weekend.

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New Focals ~ New Inspiration!

I'm thinking bead embroidery~

Use like you would any cabochon

with the added benefit of no glue,
(secure with stiching through the center hole!)

then simply match your seeds to

the gorgeous glass colors
to create a OOAK

You-nique Treasure.

The focals in these are some of my lampwork beads~

Focals may be found at

www.studiojuls.com

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Guilty by Association.

Two Weeks:

1.  According to popular theory, the length of time it takes to repeat a behavior daily in order to establish a new habit.

2.  The length of time I have spent crying on a daily basis because SICK.

I think the worst is behind me and that I am mostly better.  I thought that 1 day last week, too....but this time I am right because being wrong twice in one year breaks the rules of Julispeak.

So the last 2 days have been spent out in the heat trying to burn up the last of the fever because there are some seriously demented people in my life and I refuse to be left out of the crazy.  Let's chalk it up to 49% masochist because SCARY and 51% sure I'd rather die quickly from a heart attack than slowly from a fever.

These creatures are hanging around a cemetery.  A cemetery that 3 short days ago was a front yard.  A front yard that the same 3 short days ago was unscary and welcoming and led to floating in the pool in the back yard.  A back yard that I can now only reach by squinching my eyes closed and running through a maze of OH HELL NO.  

He full body crawls

TOWARD YOUR BRAINS.

gah.

Head.

Less.

With.

Head.

Undead Groom lights up.

And talks.

Rotting flesh Bride doesn't light up.

Or talk.

She just stands there rotting,

holding dead flowers, and

wearing a decapitated head wristlet.

Creepy Marilyn Manson Dude glows

with glowing hands that reach out 

along the path to grab your ankle

while glowing.

He creeped me out the most

until I was editing this picture.

Fom this angle it looks like

he is leaning forward because

Skeletor just bitch slapped him

from behind

and this makes me want to 

buy Skeletor a cheeseburger.

There are fog machines and spiders and skulls and witches and goblins and snakes and body parts and all manor of things that NO.   I'll be sure to share a nighttime video of the horrifying action, and then I'm going to unfollow my own blog.  

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