Expressing Your Admiration

Your eyes meet across a crowded room... You've never met, but this person just looks so magically marvelous, so catastrophically brilliant, so fancifully fantastic, that you simply MUST express your adoration for this wonderful soul!

















And I truly think that it's important to always be prepared for moments like that.

But please, oh please, if you receive one,  don't paste it into your diary, use it as a coaster, or eat it.  Pass it on to the next totally enchanting person you see!

Free Kisses

 How very shocking!  What a shamelessly sinful scandalous snow woman!

 we decide to take her up on the offer though.

I mean, look how cute she is!  How could you NOT give her kisses?

*SMOOCH*

Meet Franny

Meet Franny,

she was once a boring little grey stone, but this is what happens when you are hanging around a bunch of teenagers who have the urge to be crafty!  Being so close to Christmas, Franny, and other unsuspecting rocks...

pieces of paper...

 and pine cones, were decorated, given cute little notes asking people to take them,

 and used to decorate downtown!    (In the dead of the night, I apologize for the low quality of the pictures, I don't own a fantastic flash. )

We left the ornaments in lots of unlikely places, 

on street signs...

in corners...

hanging on pipes...

 and in trees.

We even left some love on a fence!

Hopefully finding them made someone's day!

Emilio Mcpingle hopes so.

Fairyland Chalk

12 years ago there was an infestation of fairies at my house,  (I'm the shorter one who is scandalously  showing her underwear.)

They came in through a bright red door with a shiny gold handle.  And now, one of the fairies is trying to get back to fairy land.

 

Night is starting to fall though,

maybe she'll try again tomorrow.  

How to make your very own juggling balls!

FIRST!  Before you start, find all of these things,

If you don't, a mob of maliciously maniacal marching monkeys (say that ten times fast) will track you down and show you how to mambo, so you had better listen to what I say.

Next measure out 1/2 cup rice,

 put the rice aside for a moment and take out the grocery bag,

and cut off the corner,

like so,

now put the rice into the corner of the bag and twist up the top so that rice doesn't fly every where, 

and set it, twisty bit down, and forget about it for a sec. 

Grab your balloons, I would recommend 12 inch because they are the easiest, but a little smaller will also work.  Do not get the ones marked "water balloons" because they are way too small.

take out a balloon and cut off the neck, 

stretch the beheaded balloon over the bag of rice,

(Hmmmm... It appears that I forgot to re-paint my left thumb nail... oopsie.)

Cut off the neck of another balloon, 

A beheaded balloon!  EEEEEEEEKKKK!!!!!

Now stretch the second balloon over the bag of rice,

do the same with a third balloon, 

A newborn juggling ball!

COOL IDEAS

Once you've made your juggling ball you can add as much character as you like!  One interesting thing to do, is to add one more layer and cut holes in it,

In any variation that you like! 

Happy Juggling!

Slightly faded

Do you recall this photo that I posted November 28th?

To get the stars up that high, I went into a coffee shop and asked if I could use one of their chairs for a photography thing, and the guy behind the counter shrugged and said, "yeah, whatever."  I lugged the chair down the street, and precariously balanced on it to stick some paper stars to the wall.

I walked past this alley today to see if the stars were still there, and was utterly delighted to see-

I'm perfectly normal. 

That is, I was, until I lost both my sanity AND my wits,

                                                   

Then  every thing went ABSURDLY  topsy-turvy 

The Atypical-Door was left WIDE open!  

                   And a single star emerged. 

The fairy saw it, 

 as it floated through the NIGHT.  

Things were getting stranger I just couldn't tell how. 

I asked the genie for advice, but he just chuckled, and sent me away.  

I was tearing my hair out in despair.. . .

Then I had an idea. . .

I scooped up the star like a kitten on Broadway, and tried to stuff it back through the Atypical-door,

The tendrils through the door reached for me,

And the pink skies lured me in like chloroform

But I resisted, and shoved the star back inside the Atypical-Door.

Now things are back to being absurdly mystifying and catastrophically Brilliant.  

And I couldn't be happier.