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And this is what Jsis and I did on Saturday...

On Saturday, aside from a piano competition, film-wrapping bananas, and whatnot, Jsis and I crafted and designed, respectively, the following:

Note: This is the first time we have dabbled in jewelry making.
Note 2: There are a lot of repetitive photos... I had too much fun photographing!

This one we didn't actually use tools to make, but hey, why not practice a little photography!

Yes, there are 2 clasps.
The one hanging out is not as sturdy,
but I think it's a good back-up.
These clasps I did design and build
except for the U-shape part,
which Asis intended to make in a different shape
but didn't do right. 

Weird place to hang earrings, but I needed something tall enough.
These were easy and fun to make.
I made the ear-hoop parts.
Jsis did most of the dangly stuff.

These earrings we had hoped to dangle
at different lengths by altering curl frequencies,
but that didn't work out clearly,
so we added jump-rings.
I think they still turned out well!

This was the trickiest to make...
But worth the effort!
I really like the unexpected glow in this one!

Bad overview photo, but this what we made in a few hours!
And yes, that's a tire pressure gauge holding the 2 necklaces up.
And no, the jewelry is not for ourselves... they're gifts for some friends.  Mom says we can make a business out of this... *shrugs*...

OH OH, I planted Stevia on Saturday, too (maybe I'll get photos up).  Last year, I didn't really get the chance to extract the sweet chemicals, but Mother says she'll take me to the ABC Liquor Store to get some vodka.  Scary, yes...

Almost a 3rd of the year has gone by... Carpe Diem!

~CJ

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