Thursday, October 28, 2010

Spooky Poems

The other day upon the stair
I saw a man that wasn’t there. 
He wasn’t there again today,
But gee I wish he’d go away.

by Emily Dickinson



Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me – 
The Carriage held but just Ourselves – 
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility – 

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring – 
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – 
We passed the Setting Sun – 

Or rather – He passed us – 
The Dews drew quivering and chill – 
For only Gossamer, my Gown – 
My Tippet – only Tulle – 

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground – 
The Roof was scarcely visible – 
The Cornice – in the Ground – 

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity – 
 
Anonymous
"You're what?" asked the common or garden spook
Of a stranger at midnight's hour.
And the shade replied with a graceful glide,
"Why, I'm the ghost of a flower."

"The ghost of a flower?" said the old-time spook;
"That's a brand-new one on me;
I never supposed a flower had a ghost,
Though I've seen the shade of a tree."
 

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

My Ghostly Encounter

Halloween Poem
A good friend Chris works with, Carol McKown, reminded me of how much I love a spooky story, especially if it is true. Her ghostly post (click the spooky story link above or the one here), and the one she wrote last year are both true stories in her life about ghostly visitors.  Here is my story!

When I started second grade, we moved from Lincoln, NE to an abandoned and rundown farm house near Sabetha, KS.  We worked long and hard to make the house livable, as it had sat empty and had been vandalized and neglected for a long time.  The weeds were about six to eight foot tall in the yard!  Dad had to build cabinets in the kitchen because there were none (giving my brother, Mark, and I lots of places to hide to scare each other!).  The house was very old, and apparently at one time a gas station had been on the corner near our house, which the owner lived in.  Granted, I have no documentation on any of the information here, all hear say picked up over the years.  The gas station was operating in the days of bootlegging, and cars with running boards.  The story goes that the owner was shot trying to stop a driver who was leaving without paying (happened even in the olden days!) and later died in our house.  I have NO idea if any of this is true or not, but it does make a good story!
In our house, my brother and my bedrooms were upstairs along with an extra bedroom, a storage room, and a play room for us.  The stairs (thirteen if you were wondering) separated our bedrooms with a bookshelf at the stair landing and our doors on either side.  From my room, you climbed a rise of two stairs, and there was a long wood floor hallway with the two rooms opening off each end, and the storage room in the middle.  Many nights I would lie in my bed, listening to what sounded like feet on the hallway floor.  They always seemed to go from the playroom to the extra bedroom, but not the other direction (I just realized that as I was writing this!).  For a while, we had my cousin living with us and she used the extra bedroom.  When I got into high school, I got to move to that big room.  I really loved it, Mom and I painted it and there were lots of windows, four in fact, one facing west, one east, and two south.  This was great on sunny and warm days, but in the winter the room got closed up and I moved downstairs to sleep, because was so cold you could see your breath, and frost covered the windows on the inside (no insulation).  In my room, there was a vent to allow heat to rise from the downstairs up (but wasn't actually attached to a duct work system).  The grate was beautiful too, probably a foot square and ornate metalwork.  My bedroom was directly above the living room, and my Mom's recliner sat right below the grate.  I could talk to her through the vent.

Mark and I are a year and a day apart in age.  We have never seen the world the same way, and when we were kids, argued and fought A LOT.  He took great pleasure in jumping out and scaring me, making me shriek (I still do too, conditioned response, I guess).  I liked to be left alone to read and listen to my stereo, so would close my door, and he would irritate me trying to scare me.  One day, I was in my room reading, lying in bed under the covers (winter but not yet so cold to move downstairs).  I kept hearing footsteps walking down the hallway to the bedroom door and then the door handle would rattle.  This happened several times, and so I started yelling at Mark to stop because he was scaring me.  My Mom heard me, and yelled up to see what my problem was.  I went over to the grate to tell her Mark was bugging me, and she said "no Mark is right here beside me watching t.v.".  Gulp!  About that time, the steps came to the door, and the door blew open, and I don't think I have EVER moved that fast.  I nearly flew downstairs.  Writing about it here, gives me pause, as I still feel that scary feeling in my stomach!

After this, Mark and I were both a bit jittery upstairs.  When we did close the upstairs off for winter, my old bedroom door got shut by the stairwell.  I had a cat (named Jake) whom I had rescued from hiding behind a trash dumpster at the restaurant I was a waitress at in high school.  Jake was a gold colored cat, and I loved him.  HE DID NOT RECIPROCATE THE FEELING.  Terribly ungrateful cat and had a tendency toward mean, at least toward me.  One day, I went upstairs to get stuff from my room and didn't realize I had a cat follow me upstairs.  I did what I needed to, and then went back down, closing the door behind me.  Mark was in his room, reading on his bed which faced the doors.  He soon heard the doorknob rattle on my old bedroom door.  It did this several times before he got the nerve up to go turn the nob.  As he did and the door opened, Jake flew out and down the stairs.  Mark could have KILLED him!  He was so scared and mad!

So there you have it.  My spooky encounter.  My nieces and nephews love for me to tell them this story.  Who doesn't love a spooky story?  I am an avid ghost story collector, I love reading them always on the lookout for a new book, listening to others tell theirs, or watching the "haunted" shows on T.V. especially this week!    Have a spooky story to share?  Please do! Happy Halloween!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Friday, October 22, 2010

New Turkey Design


As I said, Chris updated the turkey design for this year.  They are so CUTE!  I love the ones that have their heads tilted!  Don't forget, we will be in Exeter, NE tomorrow from 10-2 in the Senior Center and Chris will be doing demos!  Happy Weekend!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Jewelry To Match...

I think one of the greatest benefits to making your own jewelry, is making it to match your wardrobe!  I have a great time matching things to what I wear, and because I am a creature of habit, I wear quite a few items in the same color palettes.  This means whatever jewelry I make can be worn with several outfits.  The other wonderful advantage to living with your own lampwork bead maker is having him sculpture whatever crazy thing pops into your head (or shopping bag)!

I love sweaters, and my favorite store to shop at is CJ Banks.  All of the sweater pictures came from their website (wonderful if you don't live near a store)!
Chris could make cardinal beads and snowy birdhouses to go with this sweater.
This sweater would be fun to wear with Chris's cutie Snow Girl earrings and necklace.

This would be a wonderful sweater to make geometrical jewelry on funky chain to wear with it.
This is my newest sweater purchase and Chris started making coffee cup beads for it last night! I also asked for mugs of cappuccino and coffee beans to make jewelry with!  When I mention pastries, donuts, and cupcakes too, he gave me the LOOK.  I receive it often when I get carried away with giving him bead making suggestions!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Chris has been restocking

Our bead supply was hit pretty hard this summer, between shows and the Highland Park Farmers Market, we sold BUNCHES AND BUNCHES of beads!  Great for business, hard on the bead maker!  Chris has worked this week filling special orders and restocking favorite beads such as cardinals, snowgirls, and turkeys.  These are last year's version of the turkeys, he has changed them a bit, but we haven't gotten pics yet.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Exeter Avenue Holiday Sampler

Pumpkin Pictures

OCTOBER 23-Exeter Avenue Holiday Sampler is Saturday, October 23, 2010. Doors open at 10:00 am to 2:00 p.m. Two locations this year...Exeter Legion Hall and across the street at Exeter Senior Center. Lunch served at both locations.

We will be in Exeter, NE on Saturday for this event!  Be sure to stop and check out all of the HANDMADE crafts and our jewelry too!  Chris will be doing torching demos and our great friend, Leslie Lemke will be in the booth beside us with her fabulous rustic, primitive crafts.  There are 2 buildings full of vendors!  We will be in the Senior Center, stop by if you are in the area!

Friday, October 15, 2010

One of Those Weeks...UGH

You can't run and your hand isn't big enough to hide behind the embarrassment.


Yes, I burnt supper twice this week, including having the smoke alarm going off when Chris and Mina got home.


Yes, it can always get worse.
Regardless of how hard you try, some things just don't work the way they should.
Hope your week was less crazy and stressful than mine.  Hope nothing but happy and good happens for you this weekend.
These fun fake posters can be found here.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

"Frank"ly My Dear...

I couldn't let one more day go by without showing you my finished piece!  Frankie turned out so awesome, and it was all freeform!  I didn't have a design in mind when I started him.  I just glued him down and started beading.
This photo gives you a closer look at the details.  I used all sorts of colors and sizes of seed beads, a vintage crystal in the center of the flower, Lucite leaves, copper beads, pearls, and other crystals to make my design.
Just a bit wider shot to show more of the detail.  I am so happy with the piece, though I am planning on making a couple smaller side pieces to attach to him to make it more of a collar style piece.  I had wonderful compliments on him a the Lincoln Bead Show Saturday.  I love beading, and making jewelry, but the bead embroidery is something I do for me.  I get to express myself in ways that I can't with my other beading!

I have to thank the Nebraska Bead Society for bringing me the opportunity to take the Sherry Serafini class in May.  She is an AMAZING teacher and I certainly wouldn't have made this without the class and her inspiration!  Also Jen Martin gets a HUGE Thank You for designing such a fun and wonderful face!  I love Jen's faces because they have so much character (without being "creepy" doll faces~too many horror movies about mannequins and dolls as a teenager!) and they are very high quality, great prices, and wonderful to work with!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Lincoln Bead Show

Lincoln Bead Show is this weekend!  We are ready, though packing is still in process.  I finished a fabulous piece of bead embroidery I have been working on to wear at the show!  I don't have pics yet, but soon!  Until then, this is the focal piece for my project!
Friendly Frankenstein by Jen Martin



Pretty cool, huh?! Stop by our booth in Lincoln to see the piece for yourself!  I'll be wearing it!

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