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Tomorrow is the GRAND OPENING of CJ's Boutique in Clemmons, NC

Wired Art from Whimsical Jewels copyright 2008

Top : Peace, Love & Harmony wired word art with red & black acrylic paint

Middle: Frame with wire wrapped glass

Bottom: Wired Sun with blend of red and yellow acrylic paint

Grand Opening is Friday 2/1 and Saturday 2/2 from 10 a.m. - 5 p.m.

Location: Meadowbrook Mall, Suite 7A next to Curves in the mall and across from The Village Inn & Conference Center

Why am I writing about this?

1) Because my wire work is at the boutique

AND

2) it's a boutique for ONLY Handcrafted items!!!

Here is some of my wire work items currently at the boutique along with items above:

Copyright 2008: Whimsical Jewels

Me & a cup of joe wired card

The Song of my heart wired card

Midnight Star wired card

Flower wired card

We are all connected wired card

Java? wired card

Please keep checking back for updates regarding the boutique. I hope to feature some of the boutique's handcrafters on my blog over the next few weeks with pictures of their items and a little bit about them.

The boutique has:

Jewelry, wire working, candles, fused glass pendants, americana, baby accessories, recycled knitwear, custom embroidery, wine charms, oil paintings, basketry, woodworking, fiber art, silk screen tees, pyrography, painted gourds, handbags, custom pillows, glass painting, pressed flower art, greek design, vintage children's wear, personalized painted children's items, pottery, soy candles, silk painting, primitives, florals, ceramic tile art, crib sets, phone charms, stained glass, framed prints

AND

Ladies designer consignment clothing

Phone to boutique: 336-766-9355

Time

Although I have wanted to type some words on this page time has not been my friend lately. It seems that each day escapes me and quickly departs as soon as it arrives. It's interesting how with every attempt to slow down it makes time go faster. Does anyone else feel this way? I feel like Alice chasing a rabbit that can't be caught. I look forward to the day that I can move at my own pace and I don't feel obligated to do this and that....although I have gotten better about saying no I still have some work to do. It appears that although time is my enemy I too may be my own worse enemy.



What can I do about it anyway? The clock says tick tock, tick tock and I don't answer it back but I stare at it from time to time with contempt. And even though I know it feels my stare it continues to speak loudly at me and continues to carry its tune. It doesn't pay any attention to me or my request to slow down.

Any who... Time is escaping me and it's okay. I'm letting it go. LOL I'm going to standstill and enjoy the wind as it caresses my face and the sun as it warms me. I have resigned myself that I can't catch up with it. It can out run me. As my dear friends say, "It's Toni Time". They accept it I guess it's time I do.

Strength

As a child I observed a woman who had an amazing strength. It was incredible to watch and learn from her and now as an adult I continue to learn from her. I really did not understand the magnitude of her strength until a few years ago but now looking back on it her strength was and is pretty incredible.

I know sometimes she thinks she is invisible and sometimes she feels like she isn't needed but that isn't true. Her presence is as strong as it was when I was a small child. Her beauty more radiant now then it was then and well her courage sings louder than the mountains. I have seen her when life's burden was wearing her down, I have seen her when life was lifting her up and I have seen her when no one else was looking. I have seen her in my direct vision and out of the corner of my eye and the strength, courage and wisdom that I see is astounding.

In my moments of fragility she has given me the strength to carry on even when I didn't think it was possible. She had (and still has) a ray of light emitting from her that shines brightly on me and gives me courage to face life's battle. I have seen the pain in her eyes as she held my hand and my heart and watched me twist in misery as my life unraveled and self doubt filled me. But she gave me words of comfort and breathed life back into my withering spirit allowing me to stand firmly once again.

I know that I haven't always told her nor have I always shown her what her strength means to me and even though I haven't I hold it dear in my heart. I am a strong, independent woman because of her. Because she taught me to fight, she taught me to stand, she taught me to see and she did it with amazing grace and beauty.

This amazingly beautiful, strong and independent woman is my mother. She gave me life and taught me to live and love life with strength even when she didn't have strength of her own. For that I am grateful and filled with an amazing amount of love and respect for her.

~Thanks mom for assisting in making me the woman I am today. Thanks for your beauty and your strength.


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Oveous Maximus has written a beautiful poem entitled, "DULCE DE LECHE" (ironically Dulce is the name of my beautiful mother.)

The link below is him reading his poem. Click on it to hear my feelings regarding an amazing woman who gave me life and strength.

Oveous Maximus ~ "Dulce de Leche"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjZvgULWHWY