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Here is a set made with the technique used in my Comparmental beads. While I love how they’re coming out, I’m not sure if they’re worth the effort. Each bead needs to be priced at $15 each because of the time that goes into them. But the colors. Wow. So, I’m still thinking on it. I forgot about these and I think I redeem myself with the orange here.
The other thing is, and I hope this doesn’t gross you out (at least not too much) but they remind me of fish eggs. Not those nice orange fish eggs you get in your sushi, although, yeah, maybe. But the ones you find when you’re cleaning fish.
While that little tidbit takes me back to my years of spending summers with my grandparents in Minnesota, I’m not so sure that’s a good selling point for beads. Hmmm. Now I’m wondering if I could work it in somehow and have a really sappy story about my childhood to go with them.
The truth is, the summers were at my grandparents ‘resort’ that they retired and bought that consisted of 6 cabins in the woods that they rented out. It was paradise in a mid-western kind of way, especially for this tom-boy of a girl. The thing about cleaning the fish? Well, that’s the not-so-sappy part…I used to hound the vacationers so I could help them clean their fish. I’d get really excited when I could view what the fish had last eaten. I know, gross. But it was kinda cool, really, to a 10 year old. I’d also walk around with a deck of cards in my back pocket willing to play Kings Corners with anyone that would humor me.
Should I mention that I still have a cousin who calls me ‘gut bucket’ as a nickname? You see, there was this bucket in the fish cleaning house under the sink drain where you were to discard the fish ‘guts’. My grandpa would empty it into this tank that was buried underground and throw lye (I think) in there every once in a while, to break it down, I guess. There was a sign over this sink that read ‘No water in the gut bucket’ and somehow I/we made up a little song that we’d sing simply, ‘No wa-ter in the guuuut buc-ket’ in our best pseudo-country drawl. If you ever meet me, ask me to sing it. It’s a catchy little tune I’m sure you’d enjoy.
Today I get to research blogs. Grover developed some weird reaction on his face yesterday morning and it was worse today. He has no other symptoms so I just thought he was reacting to a new body wash. He doesn’t have allergies so I wasn’t alarmed, and it was mild. So, on the way to school we picked up some Benadryl and asked the front-desk teacher for scissors to open the packet ‘because Grover was having some kind of reaction.’ She smiled and pointed me to their stand-up lucite document display that prominently read:
Your child has been exposed to ‘Slapped Face’ Disease.
Have you ever heard of that? I do have to say that I love this school for many reasons…one of them being that they tell you to what and when your kid has been exposed and have information sheets printed out for you from the ‘Instructions for Pediatric Patients, 2nd Edition’ book waiting for you.
So, it’s not dangerous (except to pregnant women) and there is no treatment. For some reason it didn’t seem weird to take him to school with a rosey face but it felt weird to leave him there with something that they announced was going around. So, he’s home today. It lasts 1-3 days with mild body rash off and on for up to 5 weeks!
So, today, he plays Lego Star Wars and I surf for new, fun blogs for you. I’m still debating about starting up that blog roll thing. Maybe I’ll do that today if you promise not to abandon me for something cool I turn you on to. I guess I’ll just have to keep it happening so you come back to find more.