I almost forgot about this ring entirely.
It’s a lost cast wax ring I made for my sister many, many years ago. The story behind it is that we were at an outdoor flea market browsing tables when we came to one with jewelry. I’m not sure exactly how it went, since it was so long ago, so we’ll just pretend this is the truth if it’s not ;) Anyway, it was an overcast and blustery day, don don don…. just kidding. My sister picked up a ring from a vendors table and exclaimed “It’s a ring with a slug on it!” We laughed at the ridiculousness of it, until we realized that the rest of the rings on the table were butterfly rings and this particular ring had once been a butterfly as well, but since had it’s wings ripped off of it. Too bad, we liked it better thinking it was just a slug. She wanted to get it, because it was so funny, that one might own a ring with a slug on it. Instead I made her this ring from silver. It’s not a very functional ring because those little antennae get snagged on everything. Fun fact: I just looked up slugs and found out that those antennae are actually called optical tentacles, and they actually see from them. I thought that was just pretend, when they would have eyes on them in cartoons, like Gary the snail from Sponge Bob.
Today’s equation so far goes like this:
unproductive < Robyn’s day off + Matt calling in sick from work
It’s 3:30 and there is still promise for something to happen. I can’t say I’ve been entirely unproductive. I made a bunch of recycled paper scratch pads (50+) and put together a bunch of packs that go in each etsy purchase that gets mailed out. I also finished up a yarn I’ve been working on and washed it. Maybe I’ll get out and do some geocaching?
everywhere he goes
an exclamation point with flair
Excuse my liberal use of poetic license :)