I was featured in the recent issue of the very awesome art & design magazine IdN (www.idnworld.com). I was more than a little thrilled about this one!
I have a fear.
Its of strangers asking me that question. You know that question that you're afraid to ask, but you're curious.
How far along are you?
Thing is. I am not prego. Not even close. I have a ponch thanks to the extra weight I've gained since highschool. And I admit with the wrong shirt and bad lighting, it definitly looks like I am eating for two. People have asked me a few times when I was due, or whether I knew what I was having yet. My first reaction is always embarrassment, but then I get pissed at myself. There is nothing wrong with me! Just because this person is being an asshole, and wants to draw attention to my extra poundage doesn't mean that I did anything wrong. Though, I haven't been asked that question in a long time (not sure whether its because I've lost weight or because the fat on my body is starting to spread out so that now I just look fat), I am fully prepared if some son-of-a ____ wants to ask me when my baby's due again.
Seriously people, unless there is a head coming out from between a chicks leg DO NOT ASK if she's prego, or how far along, or what shes having. Just dont. Because you never know when one of those ladies you ask is going to be someone like me - prepared to open a can on the next person.
toodles!
Kiki
HELLO!
Did you ever have a toothbrush bracelet as a kid?
I didn't.
And I didn't know they existed until this past weekend when a friend gave me one as a present.
I like it when my friends make me presents.
Here's an email I sent Jessica L. of Slow Loris this morning:
"Hey Jessica,
See this:
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=8468435
My sister bought that for me as a birthday gift. I just got it in the mail yesterday. It was a belated b-day gift (my b-day was July 8) cuz she had to wait for my external hard drive to come in the mail before she sent me my package.
Anyway, a long time ago, I sent her that link and was like "OMG I want that shirt so badly but I'm so broke!". And then I opened up the package yesterday morning and when I saw that shirt, I started crying cuz I was so happy and cuz I love my sister so much. (She really is boss.)
So, I'm wearing the shirt right now. And I must say that it's very awesome.
xo!
c"
I really did start crying yesterday morning.
But I'm so used to crying when I'm sad that I had to turn my frown upside down.
Best sister on earth, I swear.
Speaking of birthdays...
Sarah's birthday is on August 1st.
She'll be 23. (Hence the 23% off sale...)
Please judge me please.
x
c
P.S.
Lynsey V.,
Your letter will be put in the mail today. =)
Trust.
ink & watercolour, 8x10 inches (Available at shop.marcjohns.com)
Happy friday vox friends. Heres some flowers for you all! My frugal living pledge is going good still. I haven't bought ANYTHING yet. Packed my lunch again today; I'm still enjoying leftover spaghetti :) and my boyfriend is planning to make some sort of stew for dinner that he has been raving about. I hope this weekend brings you all some much needed relaxation as it seems like our summer days have been flying by. I am going to spend the weekend with my little sister (she leaves on Thursday).. I plan on taking lots of pictures and giving her lots of love.
Kiki
I am a farmer who raise ducks and cows. The animals have a total of 9 heads and 26 feet. How many ducks and cows do I have?
Submitted by The BlueTie.
There has to be something fishy with this question, because it's just a matter of simple math. There is such a thing as "a head of cows"....basically a herd. Anything in that, maybe? "Feet" could be a matter of distance. What would fit into 26 feet? Not much if you're a farmer! Anyways, if the question is just simple math (and you know it's NOT....there's a joke here somewhere! Lol), then my answer would have to be 4 cows (16 feet) and 5 ducks (10 feet). That's a total of 9 heads and 26 feet. WHEN DO WE LEARN THE PUNCHLINE?? Lol.
I'm not even going to attempt this little feat. My luck, the whole refrigerator would tip over and I'd be trapped inside my own little air conditioning unit. AND without a working lightbulb or any food (unless....what the heck is in that slimy-looking bag in the side tray?? Eeewwwww). Looks like empty beer cans on top of the refrigerator. Do you suppose they were drunk enough to eat all the food before getting her settled inside?? Well, what else would they do with it? Gotta make room for the hot chickadee!
