Must...Make...Beads....

I've been off the d*mn torch too long. I need to make some beads and get the creative juices back flowing (what an icky metaphor!)

I've been being a good girl - taking care of house and it's inhabitants. I actually dust-mopped yesterday, and dinner's been involving fresh vegatables lately. I've even done some yard work (gasp!) But the beads. The torch is calling my name, and I need to dust off the Ebay account.

The torch is like a love affair - if you've been away a long time, getting back together is a process of re-aquaintence, of relearning each other all over again. In my case, I have to remember NO CAFFEINE or the dots get a bit too jiggely, and also that poppy hot glass will stick to bare skin, so, long (cotton, please) sleeves are really better, dear.

Taz the dog is stretched out under the table, eyes closed, tongue sticking out while she snores in a stray patch of sunlight. I need to ignore her inviting lassitude. I'm off to switch on the kiln, finish raking the lawn, and fire up the torch.

After, of course, I change into a long sleeved cotton shirt.