Actually, it wasn't all play. There were some cuss words uttered.
It all started with my abundant self confidence. I just knew I could knock out a few necklaces by dinnertime. Hah! When I finally made something almost decent enough to put in the oven, it burned. cuss cuss So, I started again. cuss cuss But by bedtime I had only half a piece finished cuss cuss and my cats were looking seriously shocked. They have never heard me use that kind of language.
This is the only half decent thing I came up with in eight hours yesterday. Don't let anyone ever tell you working with polymer clay is easy. It is fun, though.