I decided I would fast and then hang upside down from my tree today. The jewels and gems and baubles I collected all look so lovely from here. Sometimes the bright colors are so lovely you wish you could just eat them like flavored gummys.

I had another beading student for a basic earring making class, though I think now I am spending more money buying supplies for making these new creations to promote my classes than I am from the student fee.

I suppose that is better than having a lot of students and being a bad teacher. I seem to be a very good teacher and all of my students catch on quick with a bit of instruction and light guidance. Everyone tells me I should start selling my work instead but those pesky house faeries have made off with my camera again! Bloomin Faeries! It wasn't in its case where I thought I had left it. And my mp3 player is missing too!

Under the bed? No. In the closet? No. Under the pile of laundry? Just four mismatched socks they 'borrowed' the mates to. Alas my pleas to return my items have not worked. They send me piles of lint and cat fur instead.

I had a funny thought while sitting down to write this ... a bead addiction is nothing short of mirror image of a faerie creature being attracted to a shiny object or an acorn or some sort of facinating found object. And quite possibly this is the only lovely group that understands what in the world I am talking about! Haha! And it isn't just beads. Some of us are attracted to things like  rubber stamps or spools of thread or bits of fluff or pots and pans and kitchen utinsels (does Weech from Brian Froud's "Goblins" have a uninsel collection I wonder?)

Ahem, anyway I did end up teaching two rather intresting women (fellow bead addicts who made a regular living at the local hospital) and one happened to share my bead addiction twice over! I talked her into buying a bead caddy like mine knowing she would love it and I've never had so much fun in the bead department. They both left with several lovely bracelets they had made. While I wasn't quite sure if I took the right approach towards them, they certainly had a lively way of looking at things. The expert beader took the class with her friend as more of a charity but she ended up learning from me after all and I was delighted to hear about her experiences! The class went quite well and I do hope I see them again. I do believe this unique experience and all the random compliments I have recieved on my creations might warrant turning this into a full time hobby. Now if the sky would just open up and rain cascades of lovely beads and dyed wool roving in a rainbow of colors instead of yesterdays' endless thunderstorms I would dance with the mushrooms in my yard! The former my hurt a little but being buried up to the neck in beads is something every bauble addict identifies with.

"ooh! plastic!" Two ways to get rid of a goblin or a dwarf in a labyrinth: 1. Throw out some plastic beads to distract them. 2. throw a heavy pot or a pan from a tree  3. Peel some peaches and stew something brown in brown gravy (they'll be so stuffed you won't see them for days.) Minotaurs, however are another story ....

Well, here it is almost the end of June and I haven't got any cleaning or clutter sorting done. I can barely stand the chaos of work and family and stress around me and I want to run and hide and take a nap or do some writing or beading instead of cleaning out clutter. If I can just keep the advice of Sonia Choquette in my head and focus on my dreams maybe it will get better.

I certainly had not planned on having to teach an eleven year old how to make brick stitch earrings last week (it took nearly the whole afternoon and I was complimented by her grandmother as being "overly patient' lovely, I took it as a compliment instead of an insult, which I hope it wasn't. Now I have someone signed up this saturday for another class (not an eleven year old) and I hope that goes as well or better. Beading is catching on here but there are not many savvy people who do it exceptionally well or know what to do when they see a bead store. I've had several people come up to me in one bead store and in craft stores with a strand of beads asking me "what do you do with these?" Oh lovely people let me show you what you can do with them! let me share with you my bead addiction! Dream two on my list is to get a house with an art studio! Meanwhile it's back to work and corporate chaos tomorrow, ugh, I would love to just bead a tubular peyote necklace instead. Alas I need money for a new computer, this one is slowly dying and files are turning up missing.

Ah, well, till next we merry meet.

June already! Where has the year gone? The fairies must have churned up a spell that made the year speed by. I had nary the chance to enjoy spring but I do love the warm days of summer. The new season brings inspiration and new discoveries.

Chocolat' is one of my new discoveries in the movie category. I can't believe I missed this unusual flick with a cast of characters including Johnny Depp. I suppose I was out dancing among the mushroom rings when it was new.

Happy June to everyone! I hope it brings fairy magic and new discoveries to you all!

I finally had the courage to try and teach some beading classes but I feel like I am stressed out and blazing a trail not spending happy time planning and executing my demos and classes. First they messed up all my paperwork, then they listed both my classes with the wrong description and I found out I had to plan on doing a whole new bracelet and using different seed beads for the earrings since they had discontinued what I was going to use! Augh!

That and everyone seems so nasty and childish lately. I honestly don't know where people think they are going to get by being that way. They just hold it in and glare at you and you have no idea what wierd idea or jealous grudge they are holding against you. How silly and what a waste. I just don't know what's wrong with people.

As an Indigo Adult I know how our demeanors can be misinterpreted (we are creative and like to do things others might be boared with but on the other hand we do have trouble with absolute authority and may seem aloof or quiet) but it can get a bit ridiculous when people come to crazy conclusions and then try to attack you when they can't keep them bottled up inside any longer. Then you are left standing feeling stung and thinking "where the bleep did that come from?" And I hope I was dreaming and didn't hear a co-worker make a nasty remark about needing someone better than me to teach bead classes. As Criss Angel said in his book"What are they afraid of?"

Well, my demo is Monday. I hope I have good luck and get as many compliments on my teaching and demonstrating skills as I have on my beadwork itself! If this nastyness keeps up I may have to make teaching and beading a full time job. Hope everyone else's week is going better than mine!