Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Tricks and Treats!

Come to my place for a little Halloween inspiration!

I emptied a case of IBC cream soda, swished tempera paint inside (to make it creepy, of course), and printed off {free} labels from this awesome site.  I just printed off the labels, cut them out and attached them to my bottles!  Super easy, and, really, who doesn't need a little swamp fog or moon dust?

The jack o' lantern and ghost lumnaries, Michaels.  The tarantulas and spiderwebs, Dollar Tree.  The black books, bookshelf or Goodwill (the more beat up looking the better. I didn't want to totally destroy my books in case I want to read them again).  "Boo" sign, Target.  Candle holders, little boutiques across the country.  Windows, old buildings. And (as pictured at the top) pumpkins, leaf garlands and berries, Michaels.

My 'spooky' bunting was this year's mini project.  To haunt your own house with it you'll need:
*white, black and orange cardstock
*pinking shears
*Mod Podge
*foam brush
*hole punch
*hole punch reinforcement stickers (opt)
*silver glitter
*black tulle

I made a triangle template by folding a piece of paper in half and cutting from the top outside corner to the folded center, about 9 inches down.  I traced the template onto carstock and cut the long sides with pinking shears.

I used my cricut machine to cut out the 4"  letters, but you could also print them out and use them as a pattern to cut them out.  Using the foam brush, I applied Mod Podge over the whole thing to seal it and sprinkled glitter around the edges before it dried.

I used the hole punch reinforcement stickers on the back edges,punched my holes and applied a coat of Mod Podge.  Then using 2" strips of black tulle, I tied them together.

Happy Halloween!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Daddy Bloggers

It occured to me that, hilariously enough, blogging provides yet another platform for women to express themselves. As women, we feel an instinctive need to communicate--the good, the bad, the ugly. We need to be heard--as if expressing our thoughts somehow validates us as women, mothers, people.

Men, on the other hand, don't seem to share this need. Don't take me wrong, there are men bloggers--funny ones!--and plenty of men anxious to get stuff off their chest. But there doesn't seem to be a deep need for close friends to share everything with. Generally, they seem to be better at internalizing things and dissovling concerns within. They can somehow 'process' without a whole bunch of other men on the phone or in busy groups chatting and each man giving his opinion or sharing what similar thing happened to someone he knows.

The "mommy blogger" phenomenon is quite interesting if you look closely. But, now imagine "daddy bloggers."

"Went to work again today. It was so embarassing--Jared had the same shirt on. That white button up shirt that I got at Costco on Saturday. I was just mortified. I knew I should have worn the blue one."

"Nate and I went golfing on Saturday at {insert fancy golf place}. The dude forgot that it was a 'collared shirt only' course, so he had to shell out mega bucks for an overpriced polo in the pro shop. I shot a {insert good golf score}, which was okay I guess. I need to golf more often."

"I'm losing more hair. I'm afraid it's making me look old. I stared at myself in the mirror for a while this morning. Maybe I should try some of that special shampoo. I wonder if it works. Probably not."

"Dave came over for the big game. Couldn't believe that {insert player's name} missed that pass! Then when the {insert team name} won because of that {insert amazing play}, despite that ref's bad call {insert bad call}--that rocked! Dave brought some tasty dip. I should ask for that recipe."

All of the daddy blogger posts would be very short. There would be nothing that would make anyone cry. There would be no comments because any other man who actually took time to read what his guy friend had going on, still wouldn't bother to tell him that he saw him at work and totally didn't notice the matchy-matchy shirts, to give him a tip on a great sale on polo shirts, to make him feel better about his hair, or to share his grandma's secret dip recipe.

Men have feelings too. They just, apparently, don't feel the need to post those feelings online for the world to see.

Man, I'm glad I'm a woman.