Aug 18, 2009

Is It Over Yet?

My sister-in-law Katie snapped this picture on her Blackberry yesterday of our beagle Minnie.  She had just come inside after her afternoon walk and was completely pooped.  Needless to say, she doesn't like hot humid days at all.  The best times are when she gets half way down Miami Street and decides she doesn't want to budge. 

We're both looking forward to Autumn in a big way.

Aug 11, 2009

Hang On!

This is a picture of a super cool print that I bought off of Rebecca (aka SmellyRhino) on Etsy.  

You see, I've got this crazy notion that since I don't have any children yet that I would decorate one of our spare bedrooms in honor of our beloved Beagle Minnie.  Right now the walls are painted blue (imagine the color of a Smurf, but more muted in hue) and the theme is Mr. Men.  I've got the curtains, a pillow sham, matching sheets, a comforter and even a pop-up laundry basket in there.  All Mr. Men and it  looks pretty fantastic.  

However, the one major decorating flaw is that I don't have any pictures of Minnie hanging up.  Her food and water are in the room sitting on a little carpet that's shaped like a dog bone.  Her Dingo snacks are on the dresser and her well-used brush is right next to it.  And on most occasions if you walked into the room , you'd find my lazy yet adorable dog lounging on the twin bed that's situated right up against the window so she can look out onto the street for anything exciting going down in her dominion.  After all, it's tough being our beloved queen.

But her room still needed that something more to define the theme.  That final touch was necessary to distinguish this spare bedroom as belonging to my dog instead of a non-existent 8 year old little girl.  I started surfing around the internet looking for Beagle-related merchandise that I could add to the bedroom to make it more uniquely hers and that's when I came across Rebecca's amazingly cute painting of a Beagle braced atop his red doghouse just like another famous World War Flying Ace we all know...I instantly fell in love with it.  

I contacted Rebecca asking if the print was for sale. She was happy to sell me a print, but wanted to make certain it reproduced well on her printer.  After some trial and error, she had a commercial printer take the job instead. I decided on buying the  largest print she had available which was an 8 x 8 reproduction of her original.  I've got the spot all picked out in Minnie's room and I can't wait to get it.  Rebecca has been great with communicating the status of my order and even offered to throw a little something extra my way as thanks for my patience.  How could I not love someone who replies back to my email saying: "OMG, you're like the best most awesomeist person ever!"  

I'm a big fan of Etsy, but I'm an even bigger fan of Rebecca Salcedo.  If you have a moment, check out her store on Etsy.  Maybe you'll find something as unique as I did to decorate a room for your own non-existent little girl otherwise known as your dog. 

Staple City: Jennifer Magit Dedication

Jennifer Magit...if you're out there this one's for you!

Aug 9, 2009

Heathers: I Love My Dead Gay Son!

I'm in a nostalgic mood right now after the passing of John Hughes. After cooking up some cheese burgers on my George Foreman grill and having some frozen french fries and Goya rice, I'm about to suggest to Spencer that we spend this lazy Sunday afternoon watching Heathers.

Aug 8, 2009

Funky Lunch

I love Hello Kitty.  So I'm always interested in seeing all the merchandise that is available featuring Hello Kitty.  Today's find is courtesy of Funky Lunch which is a really interesting website that features creative sandwiches.  

If you're a mom and want to spice up your kids lunch, maybe you can give one of these a try?

via Funky Lunch

Teddy Bear in Felt

I really admire the detail that goes into the craft of felting.  Someday I'm going to get off my lazy ass and learn how to do it myself.  But I'm not quite sure what my first project will be, but I imagine it will be something simple like reproducing what belly button lint would look like in felt. How could I screw up something like that, right? Then I expect I'll get really ambitious and branch off into harder subject matter such as fat bumblebees.  
In the meantime, enjoy Teddy Bear Fetus In A Jar.

Teddy Bear Natural History by Stephanie Metz

Sincerely, John Hughes

I just read this amazing post from Alison Byrne who had the late John Hughes as her pen pal in her teens. How cool was that?

The fact that Alison sat down one day and wrote a letter to John Hughes because she found his movies so meaningful and he actually wrote back is incredible. I recall years ago reading Insomnia by Stephen King and feeling compelled to actually mail him a letter telling him about a really funny experience while reading his book:

We were living on Malden Street in Worcester at the time in a two-bedroom condo. I remember just being deeply engrossed in reading Insomnia. In particular, there was a part of the book where the main character walks into his kitchen and notices that the magnetic alphabet letters on his fridge actually spelled out something really, really scary. I was so creeped out with this imagery that I had to get up from the bed where I was reading the book and step away to the kitchen for a little breath of fresh air. Just as I was opening up the bedroom door, Spencer was standing a little off to the side and called out "BOO!" I freaked out. I must have jumped ten feet into the air and crashed back against the door.

We laughed and laughed at my crazy reaction to his simple little "BOO", but I can't recall a time that I was so engrossed in a story that it affected me that much. So I decided to write a fan letter to Stephen King telling him all about my little incident coming out of the bedroom.

I never heard back from him. Never even got the obligatory note from his publisher or one of his personal assistants thanking me for writing. I wasn't that bothered about it. Really, how could I be? Who did I think I was that Stephen King would write back to me telling me how meaningful my letter was to him because after all, he writes those scary stories for plain folk just like me.

But after reading this post about the eventual blossoming pen-pal relationship that Alison Byrne had with John Hughes, it made me realize that sometimes it's not important to get a letter back from someone you really admire. Really it's the chance to have that someone or something in your life mean so much that you put yourself out there without any expectations other than wanting that person to know how he or she affected some aspect of your life.

If I were to write a fan letter to John Hughes, I probably would have thanked him for creating the character Long Duk Dong in Sixteen Candles and creating Ferris Bueller's Day Off. That movie holds a special place in my heart because I just loved the concept of Ferris talking to little old insignificant me while he was taking a shower.

So take a moment and read the blog post from Alison. It's a fine example of how sharing a part of yourself with a complete stranger can impact your life and all it took was a pen, some paper and a stamp.

Rest In Peace John Hughes

We'll Know When We Get There

Photo courtesy of KickStock

Beagle as Hand Art

Dog, originally uploaded by Margie QQ.

Found this photo on Flickr this morning and was quite impressed with the details.