Let’s talk Birthday Party

I am not a DIYer. I’m sure this causes my mother great emotional pain, since as previously discussed, she can make just about anything. But for some reason, Mary Bullock’s impending 1st birthday party makes me want to cut, sew, mold, bake, and glue up a storm.

Not to say that I have actually done any cutting, sewing, molding, baking, or gluing thus far, but it could happen. There’s still time.

Until then, I like to look at pictures of what other people have done and file them away in my little memory bank to steal at a later date. Like, when I have learned how to sew, paint, or… cut in a straight line. Watch out, MB! Your 18th birthday party is going to be sweet.

via Spearmint Baby

via Spearmint Baby

via Southern Exposure

[That last one is the handiwork of my friend Rachel, who also did Mary Bullock’s birthday invitations. I can’t wait to show them to you! It’s going to be hard to wait another few weeks until I send them out! So don’t be shocked if you get this invitation for her late October birthday party like…next week.]


Friday Favorites: Week in Review

Favorite Picture

Favorite Blog Post [Definitely click the link. You’ll totally snarf if you haven’t already.]

Favorite TV personality

I know I just posted this picture yesterday, but DID YOU SEE THAT POCKET SQUARE? Tell me that doesn’t send your heart aflutter.

But I digress.

Favorite Trend I Could Never Pull Off

Favorite Trend I Could Totally Pull Off and The Return of Which I Have Been Awaiting Since Approximately 1996

Favorite Newly Re-discovered Song of the Week: Hooch, by Everything. Wow, that song makes me smile.

Fresh-e Freshy Friday, Everyone!

Have you been watching The Shark Tank?

Because we have been. What a perfect show for us! Lee is always coming up with some million dollar idea or other, and I am always telling him why it won’t work. Let’s see. Among other things, we’ve discussed baby weights (not sure how that would go over) and organic baby food (whoops, someone beat you to it). This was all prior to actually having a baby, of course.

Anyway, this show is both painful and exhilarating to watch. Painful in that you know that these people have put down a lot of their own money (most of the time very stupidly) to develop these products. Going on this show to ask the sharks for money seems like a last ditch effort for a lot of them, after raiding their kids’ college funds and mortgaging their houses several times. It’s hard to watch the sharks turn them down (and most of them do get turned down). But I guess it takes all kinds of stupid to make the world go ’round.

But the other side to the show is the excitement when the sharks bite on one of the ideas, especially when the sharks start bidding against each other. And then Kevin O’Leary can always be counted on to tell the entrepreneurs that they will be “dead to him” if they turn down his offer.

Of course every time we watch the show, we spend the next few days talking about what products we would come up with to show the sharks. And since we have a girl who likes to find problems in our house, we’re always coming up with solutions to something or other. Most recently, Lee’s eureka! idea was to invent some sort of a box to go over the electrical outlet so that MB doesn’t pull the computer cords out, which is her ABSOLUTE FAVORITE THING TO DO AND HOW DARE YOU TRY TO DRAG HER OUT FROM UNDER THE DESK!

It’s genius! We’ll make millions! MILLIONS!

Oh, wait. You mean something like this?


On the upside, though, we did order one, and it’s awesome! Highly recommend it if you have a baby fink running around your house like we do in ours!

Back to The Shark Tank: Awesome show. Definitely watch it, even if for no other reason than because Robert Herjavic is really good looking. Look at that pocket square.

Lord, Beer Me Strength

Did ya’ll know there’s a whole blog about turquoise things? I didn’t know I loved turquoise so much until I perused this and actually got dizzy. My head is spinning. SPINNING!

I mean, look:

Leather bracelets with the knotted toggles always remind me of Felicity. Ya’ll know how I loved Felicity.

And then there’s this:

Swoon Swoon Swooning.

This is going to be bad. Very, very, very bad.

Why do I love this?

I have no idea why I love this, I just do. Lee has been laughing at me lately because I really want something acrylic in our house. First I wanted an acrylic coffee table, but now I’m thinking that this would suffice. I have no idea why this appeals to me aesthetically, but for some reason acrylic makes me giddy. I even laugh this nervous little laugh–ask Lee, I’m sure it’s totally obnoxious.

I guess the big question is this: Is an acrylic chair the furniture equivalent of clear shoes?

Because if so, I’m going to have to do some soul searching.

Three Is a Magic Number

I was over here this morning and have consequently been singing the entire catalogue of Schoolhouse Rock songs all morning. I’m sure Lee’s glad he’s at work so he misses this particular concert.

I remember watching them at school and on Saturday mornings, but my favorite memories of Schoolhouse Rock are much more recent. Grammar nerd that I am, I actually purchased the 25th anniversary edition DVD set when I was teaching, and I showed these videos all the time. Firstly, because it’s just an easy way to get kids to remember the differences between nouns, verbs, adverbs, and adjectives. [Yes, I taught high school, and if you think this is weird, you haven’t asked a high school student to name his parts of speech recently–you’d be SHOCKED! at his answers.]

But secondly, because they always made me laugh/sing/whistle in class, and any day at school when I was laughing/singing/whistling was a good day. Any day that Schoolhouse Rock made my kids laugh/sing/whistle was a SUPER good day.

Anyway, now I want to go and dig out my Schoolhouse Rock DVD from my teaching stuff, which is buried in the garage somewhere. I need to get Mary Bullock started right away, don’t you think? It just wouldn’t be right for the offspring of Lee and me [yes, it’s Lee and ME, not Lee and I] to not know her grammar, you know?

Oh, etsy!

I love etsy. I’m moderately sure that I have, at one point or another, put most of what’s for sale in my online shopping cart. There’s something about handmade that just tugs my little heartstrings. All of it somehow reminds me of my mom, who is a crafty genius. She draws, she paints, she sews, she scrapbooks, she does things. I’m pretty sure she could make most of what’s on etsy, and when I convince her to do so, I’m only going to take a 50% brokerage fee. She is my mother, after all. I wish that I had inherited this crafty gene. I once sewed a button back onto one of Lee’s shirts backward.

Anyway, despite my love for all etsy wares, I have yet to actually follow through on a purchase. But that’s going to end today, because of this:

It’s a birthday banner, if you couldn’t tell from the “r” and the “t” (and if you couldn’t, you should give up any plans for appearing on Wheel of Fortune).

I’m pretty sure this is not rocket science to make, but I’m also pretty sure that it would cost about $150 and countless hours of swearing for me to do this myself. And since designgirl16 already has a die cutter and some free time, she’s only going to charge me $22. What a steal!

I just need someone to push me over the edge on this. What have you bought on etsy? Did you love it?

UPDATE: The banner has been BOUGHT-EN! (If you’ve never seen Bring It On, just nevermind.) I’ll post a picture when I get it. But no one show MB, because it’s a birthday surprise.