One year ago today we signed the contract to make Maeve our very own fluffmuffin. It has been a year of sweet snuggles, quirky surprises, funny stories, more quirky surprises, lots of love, additional quirky surprises, some solid squirrel protection and enough dog hair to choke a horse...and we couldn't be happier! So we celebrated with the best kind of car ride possible...the kind that results in ice cream (well, frozen custard, actually). Enjoy!
My parents celebrated their 66th wedding anniversary back in March. For the last few years, my Dad has given my mom a piece of jewelry created by me for the occasion. This year I wanted to come up with something kind of smacktacular (yes, I just made this word up), and I want to share the finished product with you. I was pleased with how it turned out.
First, you see a charming pendant on a strand of sodalite beads. In case you can't read the inscription due to the lighting, it says "Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite." And the dates above and below the message reflect their wedding and anniversary dates. So I could stop right there and be pretty happy with the necklace, but I didn't.....
No...the real magic lies inside. This little charmer is a slide locket. Whaaaaat????!! That little pendant is just part of the package....The cover slides away to reveal a photo.
It's a photo of my mom and dad cutting the cake at their wedding reception. And it is the ONLY photo that they have of them on their wedding day. Here, it (actually, a copy of it) is embedded in resin in a bezel behind the cover. Ta Da!!!
And just for fun, a few more design secrets and details on the back:
Not too bad, huh? Happy anniversary Mom and Dad! I love you so much, and I'm so happy and lucky that you are my parents!
Wishing you all a very happy Christmas. Here is a little twist on the Christmas story that I thought was nice, and I want to share it with you. It was sent to me by one of the jewelry making supply companies I use (jewelrysupply.com). I don't know the author, so I can't give credit to anyone (sorry).
A Christmas Story
It seemed like it had snowed forever. The stores and taverns were open, but there were no customers. The town square, usually filled with people going about their business, was empty and strangely silent. The cold, grey winter seemed like it would never end. Any flicker of hope was lost, buried under a thick blanket of snow. There was no joy. No happiness. No one dared to dream. No one cared.
In an old wooden shed at the end of town, a single, tiny candle burned, glowing softly against the long and bitterly cold night. Slowly, as the hours passed by, the candle's flame grew stronger and brighter. By midnight it had grown bright enough to escape the old wooden shed, and soon began to light up even the darkest corners of the town. Curious citizens, stirred from their winter slumber by the strange light, began to emerge from their homes and move towards the old wooden shed. They were soon followed by people from other towns and other villages. All were drawn by the beautiful light from this ever increasing flame. No one could reason why the light existed, but that didn't seem to matter. And as more and more people arrived, the candle's flame grew even stronger, until it was the brightest light visible in the night sky.
Over time, the light from this tiny candle's flame spread beyond towns and villages, beyond cities and countries, and beyond boundaries and borders. For those who were lost, the light became a beacon to guide them safely home. For those who had no hope, the light gave them reason to believe. For those who had no joy, the light gave them love. And for those who struggled, the light brought them peace.
In just one night, this simple, tiny candle forever changed the world.
Peace and love to you at Christmastime.
Maeve does not like rain. So much so that she will hold her business until the drops stop falling from the sky. She will ask to go out and stand by the door wagging her tail, but once the door is open and she takes a few steps out, she will stop, turn around and head to "her couch," giving us a look like, "Are you crazy? Water is falling from the sky..."
So, on our first snowy day--really snowy, and really cold, we wondered...will she go out? Or will she hold it? Until spring???
Well, no worries! She loves the snow, and the cold. She pretty much treats it like a warm spring day...
Maggie...well...she likes some snow, but the bitter cold brings her running back inside pretty fast.
The only problem with Maeve liking the snow is finding her when she's out in it.
Many thanks to those of you who came to my Holiday Open House last Saturday. It was great to see you all, and I appreciate you taking time out of your busy weekends to come by. I hope you enjoyed the event. Maeve and Maggie had a great time receiving nonstop attention, and they were worn out, in the best possible way, at the end of the day. Congratulations to Nancy K. and Rhoda A. for winning the drawings. I hope you all will spread the word and plan to come back next year. Thanks again!
Just a few days to go until my open house and things are pretty busy. I thought I'd share with you how the preparations are going...
Today is the one year anniversary of Teddy's passing. We have missed him so much...We wanted to do something to honor his memory, so we donated a Kuranda bed to the Franklin County Dog Shelter. He would love the idea of bringing comfort to a scared shelter dog. And it was partly to honor his memory that we brought Maeve into our home, which has helped us move forward. But we will always remember Teddy, and our love for him will never die.
I made a little video to celebrate and remember him. I hope you enjoy it.
This is for you, my little man...
Music: Andrew Peterson, "You Can Always Come Home"
You are welcome to come sip and nibble while checking out some handmade jewelry and art for the pet lovers on your gift list. If you are on my emailing list, you should have received an email invitation. If you are not on my email list but would like to be, or you would just like an invitation to my open house, contact me and let me know. I'll send you an email with all the pertinent information.
For additional information about the open house, click here.
I don't know who to attribute the above quote or photo to, so I apologize for that. It came to me from Pinterest, and it is sadly appropriate for today. Today is the fourth anniversary of Sophie's passing...and yes, it was one of the worst days of my life. But I am so happy to have had the preceding 2,920-plus days of her in my life. I am also thankful that I went in search of a shelter dog, and that I didn't rule out an older dog.
She was eight years old when I brought her home. She was billed on Petfinder as "young" when I was searching, but that was an error. I knew she wasn't particularly young when I saw her, but I didn't know she was eight years old until I had her home and my (know it all!) husband found her age buried in some paperwork. We fell in love with her immediately, and yet I worried about how long we would have to spend with her at that age. Sometimes when I would walk her, I would pray that we could have eight more years. That seemed reasonable, right? That would total sixteen years, and she was a small dog. It was possible...
So we made it. I felt greedy at the end...having a 16 year old dog and an answered prayer, but still silently hoping for more. She was imperfectly perfect, and we loved her beyond measure. We still do. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about her.
I still miss you Sophie. Thanks for being such a great dog. XOXOXO
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