Happy Mardi Gras, cats.
Love,
Kerry
I'd like to take a moment to wish Barack and the former presidents a happy President's Day.
Shortly after this photo was taken, the ex-presidents sprang into action on direct orders from Barack to hunt down Al Gore and kick his ass over this global warming mess and to save a kitty stuck in a tree somewhere in Illinois. Gore was never heard from again. Clinton took his Grammy.
I use the word love quite a bit. I know that I do this. At times I've tried to cut back on it, but nothing is usually as appropriate as love. It's not like hate. Instead of hate, I often say loathe or detest or Celine Dion. But love is, well, love.
So, I thought — it being Valentine's Day and all, I'd make a list of things and people and stuff I love.
I love…
good music
lolcats
the hubs
Thin Mint cookies
the great indoors
Apple's Magic Mouse
writing
mary janes
Ben Folds
Almond Joys
giving gifts
Macs
the kiddos
Cary Grant movies
Louisiana
Atlanta
Dallas
Beth, Megan, Melissa, Stacy, and AB
RuPaul's Drag Race
"commanding salt and pepper types"
dreaded sunny days
taking pictures of stupid things
The Awakening by Kate Chopin
The Beatles
my iPhone
BFFs
sweet tea
long drives
long talks
coffee coffee coffee
the creative process
sushi
L'Oreal lipstick in Cinnamon Toast
rubies
cheese enchiladas
pink
brown
gray
babies
silver earrings
the smiths
R.E.M.
fonts
Pretty in Pink
grandparents
Vera Wang Flower Princess perfume
jean jackets
mixed tapes
typewriters
baby giggles
hugs
Natalie Merchant
Pottery Barn quilts
slippers
"Goody Two Shoes"
Scrabble
Trivial Pursuit
yoga pants
Amazon.com
my Privo shoes
'80s post-punk British bands
pens and notebooks
good memories of special people
chatting on Facebook with friends
creme brule
documentaries
Project Runway
"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Elliot
quiet
perfect iTunes playlists
mint chocolate chip ice cream
making someone laugh
Andrew McCarthy
Sundays
Love Actually
greeting cards
You've Got Mail
stars
my house
good books
great friends
my readers
and love.
Happy Valentine's Day.
The hubs sent me pink roses, but if he sent this…this is love.
I hate the thought of getting stuffed animals as an adult, but this is all kind of awesome. I had to email it to a few of my friends and they loved it. My friend LB's fiance was inspired by the bear and ordered her a cake for Valentine's Day, but the bakery wouldn't write profanity on the cake. What kind of effing bakery won't write profanity on a cake? This is Valentine's Day for crying out loud! Here's the cake.
Good job, Bill! You win 100 million interwebs dollaroonies! *
* interwebs dollaroonies have no actual value.
I'm not in a great mood, so forgive me.
In case you're trapped in all weekend because of Blizzardtastrophe 2010 and can't make it to Hallmark to get a card for your Valentine, here are a few cards I made — suitable for printing!
Thought I'd start with a classy card. Satin= classy.
Seriously. And I could just be speaking for myself here, but red roses suck and remind me of death. Not that there is anything wrong with them if they're your fave or whatevs. Maybe you like that single red rose with the fake dew crap on it or the gold on the petals. Who am I to judge? Nothing says "I love you" like an iTunes giftcard, in my opinion.
You know how certain clothing items just sorta "disappear"? Yeah. Have I told y'all the story about the "misunderstanding" with the hubs' la-z-boy recliner and one of our movers once? Things just "disappear" sometimes. Odd.
I do have a mirror. I don't need you to tell me. Now, be a doll and peel me a grape, houseboy.
Never let it be said that I'm not one to help a sistah out. Do you still need an idea for your Valentine? Well, look no further, my friend.
First, my favorite scene from Anchorman.
Ladies, now you can buy Sex Panther for your Valentine. That's right, the cologne that stings the nostrils…in a good way and is illegal in nine countries. It's made of bits of real panther, so you know it's good. And for you men, remember — 60% of the time, it works EVERY time.
Rrrrr.
If you're a word nerd or design geek like me (and let's face it, I'm writing this post for myself, because I want someone to give me one of these for Valentine's Day), you might find a Valentine must-have in my Valentine round-up.
I want someone to send me this card.
And this drop-dead gorgeous letterpress print from Daily Drop Cap would look great in my scrap office. I'm just sayin'.
How great is that? I find type sexy, you got a problem with that?
Even sexier — check out this laptop case.
Shut the front door. Can you handle that action? I'll be needing the 15 inch in red, please. I said please. And it's in Valentine red, even. I can't take it.
And for Photoshoppers, how can you not love this set of magnets? I must confess, I'm in Photoshop so much, I think in these little boxes. It's quite sad.
Yep, looks like my computer screen most of the time.
From computers to typewriters, my standing ultimate Valentine gift has to be the Olivetti Valentine. It's one sexy Valentine.
True love.
Frugal Beth and a couple of other peeps have hit me up on the Facebook machine to tell me the comments on the blog aren't working again. Ugh. I figured something was up since many of you have caught me in Facebook chat or sent emails, but apparently the comments are working for some and not others. Oh well.
In other news, proving once again that Beth does not get any reference from the '80s, Beth asked me what "Frankie Say Relax" meant this afternoon. Seriously.
Just for you, Bethy.