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Brick and Mortar Friends

February is letter writer’s month: you can check out the challenge here, if you’d like to try it. My husband, who is participating in the challenge, told me this would be the perfect time to finally publish this post which has been sitting in draft mode for, I dunno… four years?

snail mail

Long ago, in the deep, dark recesses of ancient history, there was a long-forgotten ritual known as “sending letters to people.” With the advent of the internet, it slipped away so quietly and seamlessly that I didn’t even notice it; but there was once a time when I was a letter-writer. My awesome sister in law and I used to participate in it- we would send each other little presents from time to time. Stickers, bags of flavored tea, book marks… stuff that you could fit into an envelope. It was really fun. I mean, email is terrific- I love being able to communicate quickly with people, but it really can’t compare to handwriting on a piece of stationary. We try to duplicate the personal touches and end up with ecards and emojis, but our digital presence doesn’t have anything on the impact of our physical presence.

card covr

The awesome SIL sent me a card from the dayspring Really Woolly line, which was in itself like a little blast from the past. Such cute little drawings, and of course it came with tea. ❤
Thanks so much, awesome SIL!

A note about the top image: It was inspired by a similar card made by Amy Karol, aka the Angry Chicken lady, and I wanted to link back to her image, but I couldn’t find the exact one.

Bored Owl Waits for the Phone to Ring

bored owl

He keeps thinking he should run errands, or do some housework, or start reading a book or something, but none of it sounds fun alone, so instead he’s just sitting there, willing the phone to ring. And the cheeseburger isn’t hot anymore.

My Robots

I’m planning to participate in this art installation displaying 2d and 3d robot-themed pieces. Yeah BABY! I’ve chosen to collage figures with heavily human attributes, and possibly include the lyrics to this song. It’s a little nod to my personal dilemma with biological determinism and spirituality. You can talk all day about interpersonal attraction functioning to perpetuate the species (although I’m actually a young Earth Creationist), but at the end of the day there’s really no explaining love.

robot couple

Paper Fish Tank

So I found this in a stack of stuff under the couch. A while back, I was watching a group of kids in childcare, and we got into making paper collages, and this is the one I made.

angel fish

hermit crab

fish tank

Paloma Faith Paper Doll

The bowling alley is a reference to her brilliant video for New York, which doesn’t seem to want to embed. “Click here to watch it.

Yaaaay! I’ve finished my Paloma Faith Paper doll! Click here to print out your very own copy!

paloma bowl

I heard her music playing at a store a while back, and I liked it so much I got a copy of Fall to Grace. Pretty, cute-funky sound; I have a theory that she will always be compared to someone else, because she has such a faceted and colorful voice, doncha think? Each time I listen to her I think of some other singer that she’s invoking. I wonder if it annoys her. I also wonder a little how she feels about people making paper dolls of her, but those costumes, and that hair! How could I not? Well, Paloma, if you’re out there, I hope you like the paper doll I made.

paloma mansion

Unrelated: I don’t like upgrades that “simplify” things by making buttons look bigger and more cartoony and move all the features I’m accustomed to using to somewhere I have to hunt for half an hour to find them.

Black and Blue by Paloma Faith and the Beginnings of Another Paper Doll

Got this album a couple weeks back and I can’t stop listening.

Such a cool voice- and her style is adorable. She’s got this retro soul flair. Which is kind of the big thing now. I got inspired to make a paper doll, and I had intended to publish it along with this post, but it will need a bit more work before it will be ready. Here’s the beginning though:

the beginning of a new paper doll

the beginning of a new paper doll

Mudpuppy Paper School Playset

I found this cute little set of paper dolls on a clearance shelf somewhere and bought it for my kids. I made some extra pieces to give it a little ethnic diversity, and I added a few others- a mom bringing in some cupcakes and a giraffe (don’t ask why, I just thought he was cute).

You can download the little people I made, if you’d like, by clicking here. I didn’t make a downloadable school, but I’m thinking about it.

As a little aside, I’ll tell you that I reeeally want to make a little garden set for our Ladybug book, because we are building up promotional stuff to push the paper copies for Christmas. Yaaaay! I don’t want to labor this too much here and now, but the process is pretty much done, and we’re both excited to be able to present this, after all the work we put into it.

She’s asking nicely.

Paper Turtle!

This started as an attempt at simplifying a craft project for my preschoolers, but morphed into me making a paper turtle to share. He can be friends with the giraffe and the moose. Hooray! I will have to go back to the drawing board for the preschoolers.

Click here to download your very own PDF. Basically, all you have to do is cut and fold, but if you use regular printer paper it has trouble staying together so a little tape will help. If you use cardstock, it will stay together on its own better. As far as construction is concerned, the toughest part is folding the shell. I put the pictures below to clarify.

Ta-DA! You have a new paper turtle! The socks don’t stay on very well without tape, by the way.

Here my turtle is wearing socks- it’s kind of cold in my house right now, so I made some as an accessory.


Look what I got! It’s a boxed set of paper shoes for me to fold and put together and adore. That’s what the box says- make and adore. I just got this thing and I’ve made a reproduction of the Armadillo shoe by Alexander McQueen. I think once they’re all put together I will get a little tiny Christmas tree for my desk and have a shoe tree.

It took me less than a half hour of actual construction time, although I picked it up and put it down so many times that start to finish I don’t really know how long it was. These are super simple. Instant gratification. I think next I’m going to the Christian Louboutin Daffodil.

I Met the Bloggess

This has nothing to do with Voo Doo.

Jenny Lawson came to Chicago on her book signing tour! Yay! I’m so glad she did, since it’s her last tour. I figured she would pretty much stick to the South, but I’m glad she popped in on us in the Windy City.

I bought a copy of her memoire shortly after it was available in print and was delighted when she added a Chicago stop to her trip. This is someone I would actually have driven a distance to see, but the last time she toured, the closest she came was New York City and it was just too much.

There were about a hundred people there (mostly females, as my husband pointed out, and I want to take this opportunity to praise him for attending a “chick event” with me after taking me to the mall on Friday-hubby gets a gold star). One lady wore a red dress and a couple girls had cats on their heads. I kept wishing I had thought to put rollers in my hair for it, but then I had also intended to bring her a papercut depicting her, and I spent two weeks on it, but it just wasn’t turning out. So I resigned myself to showing up as an ordinary person, but I still liked the collage idea and wanted to complete one to give her- I figured I could just mail it to her later on. It seemed like it would be weird to receive a thing like that in the mail, so I figured I’d tell her I was sending my handiwork. But… well, there were all these scary bouncers around (the Chicago Lit-Fest attendants) and I was just sure they were waiting to throw me out for telling Jenny Lawson I was mailing her something. *Side note- this fear is not unfounded- I get thrown out of stuff a surprising lot, and I never even drink or act rowdy.* So anyway, I figured I should tell her really fast that as an admirer, I was in the process of producing a portrait of her but that my medium of choice was paper collaging and I hoped she would like it even if it was slightly off the beaten path. But the scary people were there, and seriously, once I got to see her, what came out was more like… “I meant to bring you something, but it sucked, and so I’m sending you something, once it doesn’t suck anymore, and it’s not like voo doo or anything, so you don’t have to worry when you open it cuz it’s just from me.” Then I nodded like that was how I intended to sound. She just nodded and smiled like that was cool with her. So then we walked away and went to the bathroom, and I turned to my husband and said, “I just told her I wasn’t sending her any voo doo,” and he was like, “She brought a moldy taxidermied monkey to a book signing, so you’re probably safe.”

“A hug is a strangle you haven’t finished yet.”

Which, I’m sure, is true. Anyway, I bet she was so exhausted from all the touring, that she doesn’t even remember all the stuff people have said to her. But then it also occurred to me that I sounded like maybe I was trying to ingratiate myself to her using voo doo humor. Generally, I’d have to say I was kind of a dork, but it was still a totally awesome event.

My copy of the memoire 😀

I had intended to ask her to sign it to “The Queen of Outer Space” after the Zsa Zsa Gabor movie, but my tongue slipped and “queen of the universe” came out first, and especially after the voo doo comment, I just felt too silly changing the request.

This is a photograph of Giuseppi posing with Jenny Lawson, that she very graciously signed for me. I am sending it to my friend, but wanted to blog it first.

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