i was going to call this "feather friday" but now it's saturday.

i intended to blog yesterday, but i ended up hammering a few pieces of brass, drilling said pieces of brass and some bullet casings, and falling asleep on the sofa before 10pm. so yesterday's post is now today's!

lately i've been obsessed with making bullet and feather earrings (and i have lots to go in the shop in the coming days). i'm having so much fun putting together different color combinations with different chains, and in different lengths; i feel like there isn't enough time for me to make as many variations as i see in my head! also, yesterday was "feather friday" because of the cutest set of cards micaela surprised me with! i'm not sure why they made her think of me...

how cute are those cards?!? the one on the right is a sun conure, just like miss dinosaur toes! i told micaela that when i have cards so beautiful, i set them aside and wait for the PERFECT opportunity to use them, because they're far too beautiful to send to just any ol' person!

now that i've gotten the feathers out of the way, here's a public service announcement, if you will...

have you ever found yourself assuming or inquiring as to a woman's pregnancy status because of her age, time in a marriage or relationship, or the fact that she's hungry for something specific or just in general? well, i'm here to tell you that it's rude. apparently, being a 28-year-old married woman who is not expecting is socially unacceptable, and warrants those assumptions, questions and comments. it gets real old. for example, here is a typical conversation i may have with someone on any day of the week:

me: "i'm hungry. i'd like mexican"

rude person: "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE HAVING CRAVINGS, YOU'RE PREGNANT!!!!!"

the fact is, anyone, men included, can crave a certain type of food, or just be hungry, and it doesn't mean that person is pregnant, it means that person is human and wants to eat. i was talking with someone recently who is a few years older and has experienced the same thing, and we agreed that it is no one's business, and no one's right to ask about pregnancy. what if i wasn't able to have children? what if i had one and gave it up for adoption? what if i was pregnant and lost the baby? none of those things have happened to me, but one of them has happened to her, so she's even more sensitive to people's prying.

i didn't mean to write a book, but i swear i have to deal with sort of thing several days a week, and i can purposely be a bitch and tell people that i DO NOT want to be asked about it anymore, but for some reason, they never listen. women in long term relationships without babies are not sideshow freak acts, we're simply a. not ready for children, or b. not going to have them. okay, rant over, but be sure not to be one of those people that constantly makes assumptions!