So yesterday I played around with some off-mandrel stuff on the torch and this morning I went to collect it. I made two pendants. Before I even got a chance to see one of them, I dropped it. I watched it fall, spinning in slow motion, toward the tile floor and then land, scattering pieces of it across the room. Ouch. I think it was probably beautiful before that happened. The other pendant also wound up in the trash because the loop had a little crack. I will get better at making these things and I will learn not to drop them, too.
Java is feeling better. Last night she was perky and moving around a bit more. This morning I haven't heard her snork in pain too often. She's still doing it but not all the time. The other day she did it with every movement. I'm just happy that her pain seems to be subsiding. I took her with me to Dunkin Donuts this morning. I got a coffee and she had two munchkins. She loves them.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do today. I ordered some antique keys to make some beads on. That'll be fun. You then can hang little doodads off the key and it has a bead on the shaft and looks arty and funky. Till then, I have to keep on thinking of what to make. This artist stuff is hard sometimes.