Lip Balm extravaganda!!!!

Somehow my sister and I got two wholesale orders within like two days! So today we made 127 tubes of lip balm. We've never made that much at one time so we felt like it was pretty intense! Since we had to make so much we needed more supplies, so we just ended up spending all the money we made on supplies anyway. We have yet to figure out if we actually make any money. It's fun anyway. I like to make new flavors. I'm thinking a citrus with lemon, orange, and we're going to buy some lime. We also ordered root beer. YUMMY! I also think that we should start a line for men, so we'll probably do that soon. I know, from trying to buy handmade gifts for my boyfriend, that etsy items for guys are in far too short supply, so I think some "manly" scents are needed. Now I'm picturing a very buff muscle man putting on lip balm...hehe

New Bracelets

I was about to start working on my new "can" bracelets this morning while my boyfriend was still asleep, but to no avail- I have no scissors. We're at the beach, and I packed all my supplies but scissors. Ugh. You will see the result of my can bracelet work soon. I'm almost done, and if I can find some scissors I'll be a lot closer!


vampire cuff on etsy

One shop, more, or focus?

I'm not sure whether I should open up a separate etsy shop for each of my crafts or whether it's desirable to have them all in one place. I think other people are unsure as well. I know one shop is easier, but I'd be ok with the extra work if it would make the shops more manageable and organized. I'm afraid that the real answer is to focus myself on one. I'm anti-focus though :( Focus is boring and it's not my friend. I think craft is focused enough on its own! What thinkist you? (I'm afraid I may have included some bias, so please ignore my rant!)

check it out here and tell me what you think- http://ajoeynamedroo.etsy.com

proctoring=FUN!

So today, instead of crafting I had to proctor at the EOG test at the middle school where my dad teaches. If you don't know what proctoring is, I'll describe. Go to teacher's room, wait for test to start (forever), help pass out tests, sit, watch students test... for 2 1/2 hours! Really I was supposed to walk around the room, but instead I read a book for about half the time (they're 8th graders, they have taken this test at least 6 or 7 times). Somehow even with a book, I was still bored. I have to go again tomorrow and I'm going to walk around the room this time, like I was supposed to. Oops. I shouldn't complain, I don't have a job, like I really should, so I feel like a drain on my parents. Also, I'm going to Peru-which is like a whirlpool of a drain (not sure that makes sense, but I wanted an adequate comparison). Ick. I really shouldn't be so hard on myself, I don't think. They depend on me a lot, and I have made supper just about every night since I've been home. I'm just feeling down on myself, and without hopes and goals... ICK... that's what I have to say about that.

Who's copying whom?

I forgot, I wanted to tell you on mother's day I went to world market to buy my mom a present (I know, a big handmade no-no, usually I make her a present, but I feel like she must be sick of it (also, the reason I was going on mother's day was that my boyfriend was supposed to get something from Chapel Hill with my $20 coupon (ok, I guess that doesn't make it any better, it just makes me cheap))). Anyway, on with the story, I was going to buy a basket to stuff with goodies, and guess what I found on the basket isle...A LIVE DINOSAUR...not really, I just wanted to prolong the suspense and make the real thing seem way less exciting and emphasize the fact that I know how unexciting my anecdotes are. Really, there were baskets woven out of newspaper and phonebooks and magazines. HEY, worldmarket, how did we have the same idea at vaguely the same time. Obviously you thought of it first because it's already on the shelves, but I didn't see it, I didn't sit in on your meetings. I guess the only thing this story means is that neither one of us are very original. (I knew you weren't and I had my suspicions about me)