Sunday, December 30, 2012


Is it egotistical to print and frame and hang on your own walls pictures you took that you seem to think SOOOOO highly of yourself for taking that you feel it's a piece of art and should be hung and framed and viewed by all that enter your house in hopes someday someone will gasp in surprise at the majesty of the print and take a copy for entry at a museum so that others will have the same reaction and buy your photo in multitudes thus cementing your name in history as an amazing picturetakerographer and you make gajillions of monies from that one photo you framed that you were uncertain about framing in the first place?

Friday, October 12, 2012

I like pictures

Hello lovelies,

It's been awhile since I posted. I'm a slacker, I know! I had complained previously about my lame old camera which broke... well good news everyone, I got a new camera!!

Monday, August 13, 2012

Any way the wind blows

I used to wear nightgowns in the winter. We had forced air heating vents in the houses growing up and I loved standing over vent. My nightgown would billow out and the heat would get trapped inside and it was so toasty and warm.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Let it rain

In the summer when I was little, I seemingly ran around every day in my bathing suit. One of the best things about this and of growing up in the boonies was the summer rain storms.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Wait and see

My good friend is an aspiring filmmaker and a fantastic animator and I hope you'll indulge me once in awhile as I share some of his works because I love the things he's doing.
He just posted this short and I loved it so much that I wanted to share and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Til next time!
x's and o's

Thursday, August 9, 2012

I'm a fighter not a chicken and that's no bull

I once choked on a cheeseburger while out with a group of friends and no one noticed.. Normally one might expect to be upset in an instance such a this. Frantic hand waving and gesturing, maybe two hands grasping at the throat in the universal sign of "hey assholes I'm choking here!" but in instances of me, rarely are we talking "normal". 
I was in my mid teens and out with my older sister and her friends and I was trying to show how cool I was and that little sis could run with the older crowd. I sat at the table, greasy chuck firmly lodged in my esophagus. My eyes were watering. My face changed myriad shades of blue and purple. I was a technicolor dreamface!! I tried to cough firmly yet daintily and discreetly to try to dislodge ol Bessy from the confines of my blow hole. My hands fumbled for my glass of ice water as I tried to wash her down. The table of half a dozen people, oblivious to me and my imminent peril noticing neither that I was choking nor how non challantly I was covering my choking, continued their cacophony of noise around me.   Eventually I got up and, tears streaming from my face due to the jabbing of what certainly had to have been the shrapnel of Blue Bells' bones, I stumbled to the bathroom and some how managed to remove the blockage.
Returning to the table, my face slowly returning color (if "oh darling don't you ever get outside" white is considered a real color) a member of the group looked up and noticed my disheveled looks and asked if I was alright. I waved him off dismissively and hoarsely croaked I was fine. To prove my point, I took another bite of that burger. I'm a fighter! I would not be taken down by the former occupant of my mighty fine leather shoes!

Til next time!
x's and o's

Sunday, July 22, 2012

A very merry Blogiversary to me

Hello darlings,
It's been a year and a couple days since I started my blog and I don't have that much to type so I'll say it mostly in photos:

Monday, July 16, 2012

Piglet for the Piglet

Hello my lovely lovelies,

I wanted to share with you one of my more recent projects I had worked on. One of my old friends from college days got married last year and he and his wife just had their first adorable little one. And, being the card carrying kid hater that I am, complimenting a kid is saying a lot! *grin* 

Thursday, July 12, 2012

I should not be left unsupervised

 I went to Talbots after a job interview because I wasn't THRILLED with my outfit I was wearing this morning. Nothing bad... a black pencil skirt, an ivory drape neck shell (light weight) with a cami under neath and then my black blazer. But all that black and esp a blazer? I was ROASTING!! So I ran into Talbots to see if I could find anything to wear instead of a blazer (but then again .. what else appropriate for an interview??) and I tried on a bunch of tops. I didn't find anything I was thrilled with and I was getting over heated so I said forget it and I left ...
I was walking down the hall to leave (I park right out side the door of Talbots at the mall) and a woman is on her phone lookin at me, jugingly and ... i'm feeling self conscious because I left the suit coat in the car... because again ... it's HOT.. so I was sleeveless and the shirt clings a bit to my fat belly but the cami and the way the shirt lies kinda helps the belly thing... anyway ... I notice that my shoulders feel... different ... a lil breezier ...
 I look down and notice that my ivory shirt looks very ... WHITE ... and then I realize ... I took my shell off to try shirts on ... and then HUNG IT UP with the shirts in the store I didnt want ... AND LEFT in just my cami undershirt!! My big ol fat boob bra straps were hangin out in all their glory for ALL TO SEE!!!! I went back in and I'm laughing at myself and the girl at the counter caught my eye and smiled and said hi at me and I'm busting at the seams and I lean in and I tell her what I just did and ... yeah .. she wanted to lose it. She managed to keep her composure (how???) and said 'do you think its still in there? ' and I laughed and said 'i hope so!!!!' 

I went back to the dressing room and it was hanging there and there was a woman (a customer) flipping through the hangers checking out the clothes and stopping at my shirt and I giggled self consciously as I plucked MY shirt and then had to tell her what I just did.

These ARE the cupcakes I am looking for

My friend's 12 year old son wanted to do something for my birthday. He was insistent that i give him some gift ideas. I didn't feel it was appropriate for a 12 year old to purchase a gift for me a *cough* 25 (again) year old. But he insisted. Our conversation via text proceeded as follows: 

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Obsession... by snarky klein

Silly title, I know. And not totally appropriate for the subject of which I am about to discuss. While thinking of the blog,  Animotion song 'Obsession' popped into my head.

And because it's how my mind works, my mind then went to the stinky cologne (and thus tag line) Obsession... by Calvin Klein

Now I'm sure you're asking yourself 'oh my gosh when is this girl going to get to the point?!?!'
I am I am!!!

Anyone who has known me for any amount of time will know that I have a *slight* like of one Mike Rowe.
Who is Mike Rowe?

Well, he is the host of Discovery's Dirty Jobs (with Mike Rowe).

What is it about Mike Rowe that I find so ... alluring?

Thursday, April 19, 2012

No pictures...

Hello my loverlies,

A couple years ago I bought my first semi big girl camera (those of you with REAL big kid cameras may want to cover your eyes from embarrassment) I picked up a Nikon SX120.

 It was a big step up for me who previously had only ever used disposables (remember those??) or super cheapo cameras that had little functionality outside of autofocus and uhm... uhh... that was ... kinda it.
So this camera was I guess my 'gateway' to maybe doing bigger and better things. I like taking pictures. I'd like to get better at it.

The other day I went to grab my camera (which admittedly I have used less and less since I got my iphone, seeing as it takes remarkably decent photos) and when I turned it on, I got a 'lens error' message. I tried a bunch of  troubleshooting steps (short of taking it apart) and nothing has worked so I think it's time for a new camera. I've had this one for I think 4 or 5 years. I'd like to make a step up from here but have no clue about cameras. Anyone have any suggestions?

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Stuff and fluff

Hello my friends,
I've been keeping myself distracted making some more stuffies... 
These two guys went to my friends' girls as a 'thank you' because the girls helped me by choosing the fabrics for previous stuffies I've made (I got the idea from here ) ... 
Meet Dotty and Fluff (the girls named them)

Another friend's kids and her neighbor's kids put in a request for platypus as well... I'm not liking these guys as much though. I changed it up so that the tail was a different pattern because it made more sense to me but ... I think they look my platypus-like the other way...

I've also made these little chickees which I found online. My computer crashed before I could bookmark and save the URL but as soon as I find it again, I'll update this. These went to a local drs office:

My friend's kids/neighbors kids also requested some chicks so I'll be making more of these too.

One of the kids is a bit shy and he wasn't around to put in a request. A sweet pre-teen demi-nerd after my own heart, I decided to try to appease his nerdy soul and let him know it's okay to be different so I made him this:

In case it's not evident ... it's Yoda. From Star Wars.  Apparently after a stroke or a dog chewing him up.... As my friend Stu reminded me: when 900 years old you reach, look as good you will not, eh? 

He needs his robe which I've never made so he's not done and ... I'm a little worried about that last bit but we'll see!! 
Honestly, he wasn't so lopsided before he went under the needle! 

I didn't use a pattern, I just used google images and made an amalgamation of a bunch of different toys and screen prints that I saw. 

Ad me too (2)

Hello my lovelies,

In my last post Ad Me I whined on and on about my most hated current commercials on tv.

Now you may be wondering what makes this crankybitch happy?? ANYTHING?? 
I love Scrubbing Bubbles and Planters Peanuts. 
When I was little, my Poppy worked at a distribution center and he would bring home lots of swag for us kids and my brand loyalty now as an adult is based on those childhood memories of the things my Poppy would bring home to us. 
Among my favorite things were big (to me) Scrubbing Bubbles bath towels, a hibachi in the shape of the Planters Peanut jar, and coolest of all cool... brace yourself ... a La Choy RICKSHAW
Oh yeah. You heard me. A rickshaw! 


Poppy also would have an assortment of goodies he kept on the front porch, a favorite of which included York Peppermint Patties. Aaaaaahhhh YUM! To this day- it's my all time favorite candy bar that I will only have on special occasions. I loved sitting on the porch hidden behind boxes and quietly munching on a Peppermint Patty.

He would also bring home store displays and various give-away items. I once had an inflatable donkey or horse from a brand long forgotten (my mother I think has a photo of it, I'll have to dig it up to remind myself). We also had chalk boards with classic cartoons on them like Mighty Mouse and we'd sit on the porch and scribble in chalk on them for hours. Great times back then... before video games and non stop television :)

Now, I'm not suggesting that targeting children is the way to go as far as advertisements are concerned because that's really not the case here at all. My favorite brands are the brands I grew up with and of which I have fond family memories.

Ad me!

Hello my friends,

Most ads irritate me to no end. I lunge across the room to grab the remote to change the channel when certain ads come on. Most recently and more specifically come to mind:

  • dish's Hopper- Few things more aurally intrusive to me than the Boston accent. The same word repeated ad nauseam in a Boston accent? Is torture... and I think against the Geneva Convention
  • Weight Watchers anything with Jennifer Hudson-you can sing. We get it. Shut up.
  • Kia sand man commercial-I'm sorry but any red blooded man who is going to dream about racing a car is NOT going to dream of racing ... a Kia. And any man's fantasy rock & roll dream does NOT involve a washed up 80s band beyond their prime and utterly creepy to look at
  •  State Farm 'We just had a Journey Moment' -I love Journey. I love classic rock. Do NOT Ruin classic rock. Journey didn't do anything to you. Don't hurt them!!! Do NOT ruin Journey for me! (wait- is it State Farm? Or is it All State? Or Geico?? I can never keep them apart. They all have different names but they're basically the same to me)

I really can not stand any of those commercials. Now,  some would say that my distaste for these commercials is a good thing because it's still creating a memorable experience ... plus look, here I am, mentioning them on a blog and BOOM! Gettin the word out!! I have to say that my distaste for these ads have lead me to have a distaste for the companies and therefore an aversion. I would never purchase or use any of these products/services because their ads have completely alienated me.  If your ad irritates and disappoints me, I don't have high hopes for your product.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Elliphants and other non descripts

Hello my lovelies!

I've been spending some time with my sewing machine lately, making plushies. You may recall the little whales I had made. I've been trying other animals as well.

I will be the first to admit I am no seamstress. Most times when I sit down at my desk, my machines fights me (and wins) when I try to use it. It will throw stitches, the bobbin will get all bogged up, the thread keeps breaking etc etc. I know there's steps to take to make these things to stop but ... I have no clue what they are. I also fight the machine in just trying to make things work the way I think I need them to work. I'm no good at driving, which is complicated by the fact that I'm a lefty and the machines are set up for righties and my arms keep getting in my way!! And finally, and probably most especially, I make my own 'patterns'. I see something cute that I like online and I'll grab a piece of paper and (you purists and knowledgeable sewing types might want to look away, honestly) I press the paper against my monitor and then trace... yes trace... the image onto the paper with a marker.  I then cut out the paper and then draw the outline onto the fabric I will use, giving a seam allowance. Unfortunately, quite often the transference of what I see online and how it comes out on the paper isn't equal and I end up with runty looking items. I don't quite have down yet what I need to do to make things.. yaknow ... work... I'm HORRIBLE at managing corners and ESPECIALLY rounded corners with my sewing machine.

So, when I see an adorable little guy like this elephant (which is actually a pillow I found at Fieldstone Hill Design) I feel inspired by his adorable cuteness and I want to copy it!!! So ... I get out my paper and I trace the outline.

Cute right???

Using my own pattern and my MAD SEWING MACHINE SKILLS...

Friday, January 27, 2012

Honey Puff

Hello lovelies,
I thought I'd share one of my family favorite recipes with you today- Honey Puff Pancakes!
This is my dad's speciality that his mom taught him which she insists she found in a magazine (Good Housekeeping or something along those lines) We kids insist on Dad making it for special occasions and for many years it was a staple for Christmas morning breakfast (when we were little, before adulthood hit and some of us had to work Christmas morning)

Monday, January 23, 2012

Picture pages picture pages yada yada picture pages *hummmmmmmmmm*

Hello my lovely lovelies!
As those of you that have braved my prior posts have figured out by now, I'm a bit of a rambler who just blahblahblahblahblahs on and on. I realize that most people go to blogs not to read the ramblings but to peruse the photos. I know this because most often when I go to blogs, I skim the blahblahblahs and look at the photos. So I'm going to stop with the blahblahblah and share some photos with you.
These are a handful of photos that I have taken... a bunch of my favorites. I hope you like them! And I hope this proves, contrary to what previous posts have shown, that I can actually take photographs! :)

Friday, January 20, 2012

Thinking outside the lines...

Hello my lovelies!

It's a nasty snowy day today. I hate snow. Any amount is too much for me. Yes, I realize living in New England it's one of those things I have no choice but to deal with. I get that. I understand that if I wanted to have a life without snow, I should live down south. But south comes with tornadoes and hurricanes and floods and when there is snow or a freeze, people there go even more stupid than those in New England. Plus... there's creepy crawly gross things further south that ... I just do not want to deal with. So, New England it is. And snowy winters. *heavy sigh*

So for fun, I decided I wanted to be crafty and follow this tutorial  over at Morning by Morning Productions and attempt to make this little guy:

Friday, January 13, 2012

Linens and things

Hello my darlinks!
I promised another post in a timely manner and I know all 8 of you have been anxiously awaiting my next  thought provoking entry, wait no more!

Mom and I share an appreciation for antiques. Well, she enjoys antiques and she was kind enough to share the appreciation of all things old and beautiful and well built on to me! While I was home for Christmas, we stopped off at an antique shop that Mom had been wanting to visit for awhile. I'm always scouring shops for beautiful old linens.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Things that go bump in the road

Hello my lovelies!!
It's been awhile since I've visited. I've been neglectful, I'm sorry! A lot has been going on including but not limited to this mess happening to my sweet baby girl Zippy:

I was trying to have a relaxing leisurely drive on Cape Cod after a lot of personal stress (the Cape is my go-to place when I need to unwind and relax) I was driving around a rotary and a delivery truck decided at the last minute that he wanted to exit and so he sped up, and didnt seem to care that my car was ... yaknow ... in the road in front of him. So he just plowed right into me... and kept right on going. He threw me into a nice little 180 spin and I landed on the other side of the road facing into traffic. The scumbag louse never seemed to find it necessary to get out of his vehicle and traverse across the not all that busy road to check on the condition of the woman that he just carelessly plowed into and set into a spin... the woman who was not moving (I was in shock, not injured) nor was the car. Nice guy.
Even though he plowed into me, somehow I was found at fault for the accident. Needless to say, I'm appealing it.

So on to less aggravating things ...