A jar of chocolate chips and a jar of pony beads sitting on a piano keyboard.

Ting Ting Goes the Pony Bead

TING! Ting ting ting..ting…ting….ting….ting……..ting. That’s the sound of accomplishment. It’s the sound of “I did the thing.” It’s the sound of a hard plastic pony bead (jewelry making bead that I associate with bright colors strung along elastic thread, wound around the wrist of gleeful child) bouncing around in a previously empty glass container.
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