Friday, February 29, 2008

Frog Tried to Eat the Sun and Burnt His Tongue

Frog awakened ahead of the spring thaw, and he was surprised to find his pond still frozen. Traveling his secret passage, he found a way to the icy surface. Frog looked around himself, and all he could see was winter. The trees were sleeping. Only the winter birds were singing. Ice had even covered the land. Frog could see the sun far away in the sky, but he could not feel the sun.

This puzzled Frog, this winter that would not make room for the spring thaw. Alas, Frog could not go back to sleep. He was awake now, and he wanted to play. Something must be done to let winter know it was okay to go and that spring would take over the season duties.

Frog thought and thought. Finally, he called to the sun, "Please come hear my secret, Brother Sun! It's a good one!"

Brother Sun heard a faint whisper. He looked and looked. Finally, he saw that it was coming from Brother Frog. He leaned over as far as he could and whispered in Frog's ear, "What is it you want, little brother? Why do you call to me when I already give you my light?"

Sun waited for Frog's answer, but Frog's mouth was so full that he could not talk. While Brother Sun was whispering in his ear, Frog had opened his mouth and darted his long tongue at the Sun's crown. Frog's mouth was full of sun! Along with the mouth full of sun, Frog also had a burnt tongue!

Frog spit out the piece of sun. He darted his poor burnt tongue at every patch of ice he saw, and the heat from his sizzling tongue began the spring thaw.

Spring was relieved to see winter retreating, and she quickly stepped into the world. She rewarded frog by granting him the ability to live both in water and on land, so that he might always be ready to start the spring thaw if needed.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails...and a Little Boy

This morning's stream of conversation, for your listening enjoyment:

  • Mom, why are there goddesses in our sink?
  • Get it, Mom? It's kind of funny that we have goddesses in our sink, heehee.
  • Is Moochie awake yet?
  • Is Moochie sitting in the window?
  • I better get my clothes on so I can go pet Moochie.
  • Mom, I need pants.
  • Mom, I need a shirt.
  • Mom, oh, I see you're getting the socks.
  • Well, I don't like coffee. You can go ahead and drink yours, but I don't like it.
  • Ewww, actually, I've never tasted coffee, but I don't like it.
  • Is Katie awake yet?
  • Hey, Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-tie! Time to get up!
  • Here ya go, everybody, get your Katios!
  • Get it, Mom? Ka-teeeeeeee-oooooooooz? Like a cereal?
  • What's that thing again about little boys?
  • Oh, yeah, puppy dog tails! *big grin*
  • So did you sign my homework yet?
  • I just don't want to go to school, but we get out early tomorrow?? Yeah!!
  • Mom, you need to figure out what those little birds are eating so we can get them some more, okay?
  • What are you using to scrape the windshield? Is that my library card??

And the conversation as I walk him to his classroom:

  • Okay.
  • Yep.
  • *quick hug*
  • *quick wave*
  • Bye, Mom.
I think he'll grow up way too soon. . .

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Isis the Winged Egyptian Goddess Bead and Whatever Happened to Wonder Woman?

So, it's true. I have a Buy One, Get One Free sale going on until March 3rd in my Etsy shop.
I keep mentioning it because I 1.) want to give some more beads and sculptures a home where they won't just be crowded onto my desk , 2.) the dastardly credit card bill is almost paid off and I can't wait to tell the beancounter that is zeroed, 3.) maybe I ought to go ahead and make shelves for my lovelies instead of waiting until we find our new house so I can give them some space, 4.) and well, it just feels good to make a sale because it confirms that someone "likes me, they really like me" :)

Hey, if you click on that "likes me" link, it's a whole article about Oscar acceptance speeches. Sally's quote is far down the page, so I thought I'd include it here, too: I haven't had an orthodox career, and I've wanted more than anything to have your respect. The first time I didn't feel it, but this time I feel it, and I can't deny the fact that you like me, right now, you like me!

Oops, I meant to ask "Whatever happened to Wonder Woman?", but I got off on the Sally Field tangent. Hey, anyone who put up with Burt Reynolds all those years and didn't mind being called Frog in Smokey and the Bandit must be a Wonder Woman of sorts, huh??

Anyway, what ever happened to Lynda Carter? or for that matter, the Six Million Dollar Man? I used to love watching those shows. Superheroes and superpowers are fascinating to a kid. Now that I'm a grownup who didn't grow up to look like Barbie or Wonder Woman in her costume, one of my questions would be "how did Wonder Woman keep from falling out of that skimpy costume?" When I was a kid, though, what I saw was a powerful and beautiful woman...and that seemed very cool. I always liked the Kate Jackson's of the world, too. Smart women. See, that part was attainable for me. I can do smart. Can't do elegant or glamorous or girly, but smart I can come close to achieving.

Oh, and of course, I thought about Wonder Woman because my bead in the picture is Isis! Didn't Wonder Woman say something about the powers of Isis when she changed from mere mortal to superhero?

So, where are they now? Howzabout a then and now listing? Hang on a minute while I try googling some links:

P.S. I messed up the first time I published this, but I think I just got all the links inserted. "Think" is the operative word here, heehee. Hope you have fun cruising through the pics! I had fun looking at them. Did you remember Kate Jackson being on The Rookies? I didn't, but I vaguely remember that I loved that show. . .ah, a blast or two from the past :) Have a terrific Wednesday!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008


Bes is a funny little Egyptian god. Look at a carving of him and his squatty body topped with big round-cheeked face, and you can't help but laugh. He's also funny in the hard to figure out sense. Is he good or bad? Helpful or mischievous?

Isis and scarabs always distract me when I look up Egyptian art and artifacts. Bes, I glance at, smile, and continue browsing. Somewhere along the way, I got the idea that he was more of a cute devil than a devilish cutie. . . so I'd leave him alone and go torch a scarab or an Isis or maybe even an ankh.

Yesterday, I stopped and read this caption under Bes' picture in a children's book, Gods and Goddesses of Ancient Egypt by Leon Ashworth:

"Another god who protected women was the cheerful little god of the home, Bes. He watched over women in childbirth and kept the family safe from evil spirits, snakes, scorpions, and other harmful creatures."

That was enough to convince me that I needed to sculpt a Bes bead. I'll be putting him in my Etsy shop, but I just might have to make another one just for me. . . who couldn't use a cheerful little reminder that someone is watching over their household?

cruises library books and surfs the net, looking for ideas to torch and sculpt with glass, hoping to find interesting themes to jazz up her blog and entertain her Etsy shoppers.

P.S. Looks like you just got a preview of a Watch Me Create entry from me! Forgot what I was doing and added the little blurb at the bottom to tell about myself!

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Gourd Drum Woman, Sunshine, and I Still Have an Etsy Sale List :)

Gourd Drum Woman carries her drum as she walks across the land. Hers is the rhythm you hear when you pause along the path in the woods. She has a story she is telling with the rhythm, you have only to listen to claim parts of it for your own.

Gourd Drum Woman does have a story, and I'm looking forward to sharing it with you. Right now, though, I think I hear her drumbeat. . . at least, the sun is shining, the ice is melting, and the veils of cabin fever could be falling away as soon as I get outside :)

If you look to the right of this, you'll see I just posted a list of some shops with Etsy sales--->
The offer still stands; if you'd like your Etsy sale to be included, just leave me a comment with a link! The more the merrier, ya know!

Friday, February 22, 2008

Swarovski Crystals Groundcover... and a List of Etsy Sales to Check Out

This is what fell from the sky all morning and most of the afternoon yesterday, ice crystals. You could scoop up an entire handful of loose crystals at a time. James and Kate thought it was really neat to swoosh their hands through the layer on the concrete outside the back door. It's all going to be melted together today, though. The freezing rain is pelting the window next to me as I type.

I finally got the idea to lay a tile on the patio and see how long it would take for the sleet to cover it. Look how many crystals were already piled up on the deck when I laid the tile outside!

Brrrrrrrrrr. Just brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Now, as promised a list of Etsy sales to check out! I'm going to cruise around and add them as I find them. . . if I miss you, please leave us all a comment with your Etsy shop id so we can check you out, too!

Sheila Morley's Etsy sale

Hot Couture's 40% off sale

Ya Know I've Got a Buy One Get One Free sale going on, right?

Purple Lily Designs sale

Idzyne sale

Villa Design sale

Jewelry by LH sale

Inferno Beads sale just for LE'rs and AngelinaBeadalina readers :)
The more you buy the more you save!
Spend $10-19.99 and save 10%
Spend $20-29.99 and save 20%
Spend $30 or more and save 30%
Just put LE or AngelinaBeadalina in the buyer's note to get your revised invoice

Wendyki Lampwork Beads Gas Money sale

Okay, I know there are more sales out there, but I have to do a few things before the munchkins wake up. Please, please, please, leave a comment if you are having a sale-- I'll come back and add you to the list :)

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Born to Fly. . . Sometimes Off the Handle

Born to Fly.
More pictures in my gallery pages.

This sculpture comes from my spiritual, creative side.
The following rant is brought to you courtesy of my skeptical, get-over-yourself, smartass side.

Random thoughts about some things that make me struggle to not fly off the handle:

  • Just a little hint for telemarketers-- if you can't pronounce my name, I pretty much know you are trying to sell me something. I will tell you goodbye and hang up. I know you are just doing your job, and I applaud you for your tenacity. . . but don't try to argue with me when I tell you "thank you, but I'm not interested, goodbye."
  • If you are ultra-sensitive about every little thing someone says, please, try to remember this old saying-- "No need to make a mountain out of a mole hill." Truly, if someone says something you think is inflammatory, why not pause your brain for a second, rewind, and view it again? This occurred to me once again this morning as I was surfing around the internet and (once again) ran across an indignant post about the horrible way some parents must be raising their teenager. The kid made a very dry, very witty observation, somebody took it literally, and now we have panties in a twist and lots of angst. . . all because of a smartass teenager's comment. Please, take this little tidbit from a grownup smartass-- many comments are not meant to be taken literally.
  • Why, oh, why, oh, why, did God let mankind discover sugar?? I ask you, how in the world am I supposed to get back into eating healthy all the time if the thought of a brownie or cookie or cupcake or cheesecake or even stale crumbs in the bottom of the donut box makes me drool and embark on a foraging expedition through all the kitchen cabinets until I can unearth a suitably sugary snack??
  • Whoever is in charge of the weather in my part of the world, I need to know where to file my complaints, please? As you can most probably ascertain from the crabby, yeah bitchy, tone of today's writing, I am tired of snow and wind and all that other crap that can't be pinpointed as one particular precipitation so they deem it a "wintry mix." Done. I'm done with winter. The splash of sunlight this morning is an incredible gift, so I hope you can still hear my gratitude for that, even though I'm whining so loudly about the rest. Yes, the sunlight is a generous gift today. Yes, I'm greedy, and I am asking for more. More sunlight, a few more degrees, you get the idea. Thank you.

Well, I think that's enough from me today. I will leave you for now, as I have important tasks to complete before I attempt to torch. . . as soon as I untwist these creeping bloomers that keep wedging their way up the cracks in my *ahem* attitude :)

Monday, February 18, 2008

Trekking thru the Mud to Get a Good Look

What's so interesting about a hint of spring that can't be improved by throwing in a little bit of mud??
This time at Grandma and Granddaddy's, the kiddos did a great job of remembering to wear their old shoes for outdoor play, avoiding tracking mud into the living room, and keeping their feet dry since it's still pretty cold outside.
Me? I think I did okay on those counts, too, but that's because I kept snatching Mother's Timberland boots to wear across the mushy, muddy field when I was "stalking" those birds you see in the top picture. Get this, see the muddy fowl footprints in the bottom picture? It was at least that muddy all weekend. . . and I just couldn't resist trekking through it to try to get a closer look at those Sandhill Cranes.
Hundreds of Sandhill Cranes would light in the field at one time. Even when there weren't any of them in Ma and Pop's field, you could hear them in the neighbors' fields.
Pretty cool, pretty cool. . . and muddy and cold, but it was a fun weekend. Hope your weekend was a good one, too!

Friday, February 15, 2008

On the Cross... Thinking about Something Mother Angelica Said

Lent has already begun for Christians, and Easter approaches. Once again, I've found a library book that inspired a bead. This time, it's a biography of Mother Angelica. Truthfully, I'd never heard of her, but the book was on display in newer fiction part of the local library. . .and this woman's face was so kind and interesting that I had to grab the book.

You'll have to forgive me for not knowing by heart all of the details of her story. Since I'm not Catholic, I've never learned all of the correct terminology. Also, Mother Angelica's big claim to fame in the secular world is that she established a television network to carry Catholic programming. I have to admit I am not a fan of evangelical religious pursuits, seems to me to involve too much politics and potential for corruption (think Jim and Tammy Faye, for one example). My point, now, though, is simply that I'd never heard of Mother Angelica until I read this book, and the book was written by one of her employees.

Here's the thing, though-- Mother Angelica was honored to be married to her Spouse. She was genuinely devoted to Jesus Christ and also the doctrine of the Catholic Church. She stood up for what she believed was right when it came to honoring the Lord. The book tells of her genuine hurt when a special mass for a large crowd was celebrated with a bare cross in the background-- Mother Angelica was incensed that Jesus wasn't on that cross.

And that's what I was thinking about when I made this stylized cross. It might not be in a realistic style, but it should still have Jesus on it.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Buds! We Have Buds!

Check it out! There may be crunchy ice and snow on the frozen ground, but the trees have buds! Brrrrr, my toes got just a little chilly yesterday afternoon as I roamed the backyard in search of a good picture for this goddess bead. First, let me advise you, those woolly-lined Crocs my mom and sister gave me for my birthday may be so toasty that my toes sweat if I wear them indoors, but they are not good ice-navigating shoes. . .unless you want to slide across the back patio like a big old Chrysler Imperial hydroplaning on wet pavement. Second, just because the sun is shining gloriously is no reason to head outdoors with just a fleece vest for your coat. Twenty-three degrees is still twenty-ohmygodit'scold-measly-three degrees!

Ah, but it was wonderful, nonetheless! The green moss peeked through the snow and ice at the base of the maples. The sun warmed the black and orange fur of the fat-cat as she "protected" me from the vantage point of the patio. The train clattered by, it's sounds rattling through the crisp air like icicles falling from an eave and skittering across a still frozen yard. Standing still for a moment, gazing upward, I noticed reddish-tinged branches at the ends of some of the maple branches. Tiny buds are emerging! Okay, without leaves as a clue, I can't name many trees at all, mostly just remember the familiar ones in the yard. Those tall maples in the back yard had just the beginnings of buds emerging from some branches. The bushier tree surrounded by vines had more buds. I think it is a maple, too, but a different kind. The buds in the picture were on a scrubby sapling growing between the cornfield and railroad tracks. Buds! Twenty-three degrees, but spring will get here because we have buds! Yeah!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Shaggy? Scooby? Is That You?

"Scoob? Shag? Help me find my glasses?"

Nothing like doing the Velma crawl around the bedroom floor at 3:15 a.m. I swear, cartoon images of Velma and the monster of the week were running through my mind as I groped the floor hoping to snag my spectacles!

I still haven't found them, but I did finally feel my way to the bathroom and put my contacts in, even though it's the middle of the morning and I'll have to go take them out before I head back to beddie-bye.

Well, duh, I know it was dark, but turning the light on did nothing for me. Might as well rely on the coke-bottle-glasses-chick's sonar, 'cause all turning the light on does is make you squint like a sailor facing a salty norther.

Yes, I have coke-bottle-glasses-chick sonar.

It didn't do me any good in the glasses search this time, and that freaked me out. You see, over the years, I have learned to lay my glasses down somewhere safe near the bed just before turning out the light. Night vision? Well, hell-a-mile, I eat my carrots, so all those blurs are easily detected without glasses. . . okay, except for the kids' chalkboard stand, which jumps out and attacks my pinkie toes even when it's broad daylight and I'm wearing my contacts, so that doesn't count.

Still, it's all a blur without the glasses or contacts.

Yes, dear sister Soupie with the laser-corrected eyes, I will shortly be checking to see whether our insurance covers lasik! By the way, got any more hand-me-down pairs of glasses left somewhere?

This is Ang, signing off, heading to the bathroom to take out her contacts, praying she doesn't step on the still a.w.o.l. spectacles on her way back to the bed. Catch ya later!

Monday, February 11, 2008

Think Buddha Ever Tried to Get Out of Eating His Green Beans?

Supper was interesting at our house Saturday night. Victoria, Tanner, and Uncle Steve were here. The way that usually works is: Ricky is already in town working at Mr. Bill's during tax season, Steve drops off the kids and then heads back into town, Tanner watches television in relative peace and keeps an eye peeled on the younger munchkins, Victoria and James and Kate play contently all afternoon, and all that means I usually get to torch for just a bit :) I think it's a win-win-win situation for all the kids and all the grownups!

My children idolize their older cousins. Tanner is a teenager, after all, so how much cooler can a person be?? Victoria hasn't reached teenage-cool status, but she gets lots of points for still playing Webkinz and being the super-cool ringleader of the munchkin exploits when these three are together. . . and that, right there, is where the problem began Saturday evening.

The Great Munchkin Green Bean Mutiny of 2008 unfolded right here in my own dining room! Believe it or not, my children may be junk food junkies but they also eat their vegetables and fruit without complaint. These are the kids who would munch on slightly thawed frozen peas for a snack when they were toddlers. These are the kids who happily ate, and even requested, "trees" (broccoli) for meals. These are the kids who'll scrap over the last strawberry and hog the entire plate of grapes if given the chance.

Apparently, this is normal behavior B.S.A.P.P. (that's before school and peer pressure). Just as I had been warned by mothers of older children, this willingness to eat vegetables almost literally evaporates once the kids start school and realize that not everyone likes green globs or orange gook on their plate.

Uh, huh, and just like mothers before me, I insist that my progeny gag some vegetables down their gullet once in a while. It's all in the name of moderation, ya know. For pete's sake, I don't deny them treats. In fact the Great Green Bean Mutiny of 2008 involved merely the stipulation that no cupcakes would be had until everyone ate their green beans. After diplomatic maneuvers, the amount of green beans was even lowered to seven whole green beans each ( we like, uh, used to like the whole green beans).

There was much gagging, much giggling, and much gawking as each munchkin attempted to eat a green bean. Victoria pronounced them the equals of slugs, so, of course, her shadow/idolizer Katie agreed. James refused to touch them after he realized they must indeed be slugs, after all, "Victoria said so." Finally, I suggested they try holding their noses to diminish the taste of the green beans. Kate grabbed her nose, squeezed, and shoveled down all seven beans in record time. James and Victoria finally ate theirs, too, with a little help from me, so Valentine's cupcakes were later enjoyed by all.

Now, here's why I asked if ya think Buddha ever tried to get out of eating his green beans. Seems to me like it must be one of those many small rites of passage for children and mothers alike. I remember the same struggle with my mom! Surely, I'm not the only child who thought she detested something that my mother insisted I should eat? So, wonder if even the young Buddha balked at something on his plate?

P.S. Here's what I did to get the green beans off my plate one night when I was a kid-- I waited until my mom went outside after supper, and then I carefully scraped the beans off my plate and back into the serving bowl :) Well, you know, I think that time she just said those beans had better be off my plate by the time she came back inside. . .

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Noisy, Nosy Crows Calling from the Trees

Ah, sunshine! There is hope for spring, isn't there? An occasional warm day like this one makes winter's bare world so much easier to bear, doesn't it? The kids bundled up and went outside to pet the big, fat snuggle-cat . They were amazed at how warm her fur felt when they stroked her back. Our "Halloween cat" has a black coat with shorter orange calico peeking out from underneath. Dark, plush fur-- all the better for absorbing the heat of the sun on a bright day.

While the kiddos gave the feline queen of the deck her due admiration, I was drilling a hole in a small piece of slate to make a display stand for this dark ivory glass sculpture, Offerings. Finished with that task, I carried the sculpture outdoors to take a picture or two.

I'm not sure that my picture taking session met with approval from the noisy, nosy couple of crows who've been roosting in the line of trees that follows the railroad tracks. I could hear them chattering and cawing every time I moved to a different spot to try to take the pictures. Hmm, they make me think of the nosy little old ladies who used to listen to our conversations on the telephone party line years ago. Every once in a while, one of them would forget that it wasn't her conversation and jump in with her opinion on the matter of discussion :)

Here's to a fine, sunlit Saturday afternoon in your neck of the woods, too!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Hooked on Etsy? Why Not Check Out These Shops?

Katie caught this little fish off my bead counter this morning and insisted she needed a necklace to wear to school today. I made it into a pendant, slid it onto a chain, and off the little girl went to school with a smile on her face :)

The little boy, however, now has whatever had the little girl sick yesterday. We are sitting at the kitchen table doing his schoolwork. Two phonics worksheets done, one math sheet done, and more math and reading to go. . .

While James does that schoolwork, I'm going to leave you with another random list of cool Etsy shops. I really, really miss rambling and writing for ya, but the sick days and snow days be takin' their toll on the writing muse *wink* Hope you enjoy these in the meantime:

Lucky Bunny Lampwork's Etsy Shop

Intui Bead: Home of the Skookum Pen

Le Photique: A Unique Photographic Boutique

Okey-dokey, back to the Mommy routine... Hope everyone is well, and hope you each have a wonderful winter day!

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

An Imperial Delight...and Some Etsy Shops That Are Delightful

An Imperial Delight

It's an Imperial Delight of a bead, waiting to be a pendant or cell phone charm. It's an Imperial Delight of a bead, waiting to bring a touch of ancient charm to your day.

Here are some other Delights you might enjoy, waiting to have you visit them:

Parrott Flameworks

Inner Realm Creations by Melissa Vess

Paulette Insall Mixed Media Paintings

Elizabeth Creations

Have fun looking at the glass goodies and the paintings!

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Godiva and Godivagottagettahaircut!

This Godiva is a trinket holder. She's just over three inches tall, and that long hair flows into a little spot for rings or earrings or chains.

Not only is she a trinket holder, her name just reminded me that God-I've-Gotta-Getta-Haircut! Bangs hanging in my eyes whenever I try to do something, and unruly layers that scare me when I look in the bathroom mirror in the mornings!

Okay, so I'm not much of a girly-girl. I really don't care about the gray hair that adds a bit of "salt" to the "pepper" that once was a solid dark brown. I have given up trying to tame my unruly waves. Ah, but every once in a while, I get a wild hair (literally, a whole head of wild hair!), and then I know it's time for a haircut.

Uh, no, this isn't all I've thought about today :)
I'd love to stay and chat some more, but I think I'd better go feed the bottomless pits, uh, I mean my children! Seriously, I thought the bottomless pit stage didn't start until they were teenagers. . . peanut-jelly sandwiches, Strawberry MiniWheats, bananas, and still gotta do supper! Catch ya later :)

Monday, February 4, 2008

Goddess Gracious, A New Year Begins for Me...

Hmmm, I think what I intended as a play on words to combine a topic and a bead picture for today's entry just turned into the name of the bead itself! Goddess Gracious. Sounds like it fits this particular goddess bead.

Goodness gracious, I hardly ever make a bead anymore. They all seem to want to grow into sculptures while I'm soaking in the warmth of the flame and winding the glass in the flame. The simplified lines of a mermaid turned into the flowing tail and partial body of a mermaid that "needed" to be attached to a piece of scrap metal to make the Dagger of Amphitrite. Not to mention all the potential masks that have evolved into stand alone pieces of sculpture. . . again, not what I intended when I sat down at the torch, but what felt right once I started melting the glass.

Now this goddess was definitely supposed to be a bead. She is smaller than my sculptures. She doesn't have a wings or flowing hair standing away from her body.

And yet, I think, she'd make a perfect piece for a sculpture. Goddess Gracious she is. Smaller than a sculpture, but just as powerful, just as bountiful. I think she is a good marker for the beginning of my new year (I just turned 42 yesterday).

Saturday, February 2, 2008

We're Gonna Chow on SpongeBob's House Today! Yummy!

Yep, we're getting ready to eat SpongeBob's house for breakfast! Yum, fresh pineapple! Well, okay, fresh for the Midwest on a snowy day. . .you're right, today I'd like to be some place where I could go pick that pineapple myself :) But, mmmmmmmm, I think this will do for now!

I'm leaving you now, don't want to get pineapple juice on the keyboard, but before I go here's a list of fun glass to check out today:

Whimsy by Mari-- Mari Nall's Etsy shop

Sheila Morley's Etsy shop

Studio Marcy's Etsy shop

AbbilyBabbily's Etsy shop

Bent, Warped & Twisted's Etsy shop

Oh, there are more, but I've gotta get my share of that pineapple before the kiddos munch all of it! Happy Day!