happy president’s day

I'd like to take a moment to wish Barack and the former presidents a happy President's Day.  

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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 love bunches of things

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.  

you had me at “bitch”

The hubs sent me pink roses, but if he sent this…this is love.

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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.  

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Good job, Bill!  You win 100 million interwebs dollaroonies! *

* interwebs dollaroonies have no actual value.  

cards for your freakin’ valentine. whatever. like I care.

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!

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Thought I'd start with a classy card. Satin= classy.  

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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.  

 Saints

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.  

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  I do have a mirror.  I don't need you to tell me.  Now, be a doll and peel me a grape, houseboy.

for your valentine

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.  

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Rrrrr.

valentine ideas for word nerds and design geeks

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.

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And this drop-dead gorgeous letterpress print from Daily Drop Cap would look great in my scrap office.  I'm just sayin'.

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How great is that?  I find type sexy, you got a problem with that?  

Even sexier — check out this laptop case.

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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.   

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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.

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 True love. 

so, I’ve been told the comments aren’t working again

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.