
Apparently we need jewelry that reminds us to exist now.
Famous among dozens

Apparently we need jewelry that reminds us to exist now.

Oh my god, you guys. I can’t stop thinking about all those headless puppies.
Whatever happened to doilies?

They used to be all the rage in old lady decor.

Crocheted Red Valentine Doily or Coaster
Now they just make visits in February.

My Heart Letterpress Greetings
Hello, doilies, it’s nice to see you again.

A few of my photos are being shown in the Mom 2.0: Defining a Movement exhibit. In March, there will be an online silent auction to benefit Haiti — I’ll let you know more about that when it’s live. For now, you can see some photos Tracey Clark took of the show here.
Because I’m a self-taught photographer, I’m feeling honored to be included. The idea of showing my photography feels so grand that I would never have even thought to put it on my life list. Sometimes life has nicer plans for you than you have for yourself.
And if that isn’t enough saccharine for you today, here’s a kitten being surprised over and over.
Getting a Valentine in the mail is just lovely, don’t you think? Me too. Plus, you were too overwhelmed to send out holiday cards. If you don’t send Valentines, how will everyone know you finally got that tattoo?
Look out puddles, here comes trouble.
You’re officially in love, and Cupid had nothing to do with it. This Valentine’s Day, stuff their faces with chocolate, and cover their faces with kisses.
I just got back from some new and improved oral surgery, so I’m feeling a little sad and hurty. Woe is me, Internet.
So! Let’s talk about something happy instead of talking about mouth wounds, agreed? Agreed!
Yesterday Libby and I painted the Mighty Mighty headquarters.

You remember Libby, right? I thought so.

Libby is helping me paint because she’s working with me now. Hooray! I wanted to plan some events, and Libby was a professional event-doer before she started doing shows at the gallery. Also, we like each other, which is a bonus because the studio is so small that our elbows touch while we’re typing. It’s terribly romantic.

Please join me in welcoming Libby and encouraging her to stick around for a while.

I’m excited to tell you more about the fun stuff we’re planning as soon as we plan it, but for now please enjoy our Smurfy new digs.
Let’s meet back here tomorrow. I’ll be the one with puffy cheeks.

Winter citrus! These are Mandarinquats, tiny Kishu Mandarins, and a Fremont Mandarin.

Kishu Mandarins are so wee that the segments are about half the size of a quarter.

They’re very sweet, with barely enough tang to feel like you’re actually eating citrus.

Fremont Mandarins tasted similar to the Kishus, but larger, with a brighter peel that would make lovely zest. Also, they have seeds.

I was most excited about the Mandarinquats, which are a Mandarin-Kumquat hybrid. They’re supposed to be similar to kumquats, which have a super sweet peel and tart fruit. Kumquats are about the size of grapes, so you just pop them in your mouth whole, and I love them.

I do not love Mandarinquats. They’re pretty, but the peel is nowhere near as sweet as a kumquat, which means you’re just eating an orange peel. But! If you’re a bartender who wants to make a kumquat drink, these would be less time consuming to juice I guess. Also pretty in floral arrangements?
Meh. Mandarinquat, you are no friend of mine.


This is Erin Loechner of Design for Mankind, prepare to be jealous of her boots.

Hello, Erin. Please mail me your shoes. In exchange, I will be your best friend 4-evah.

Also, the print on her shirt is an elephant, and it has ears! Ears, people. Doesn’t that make you want to hug her?

As you can see, Erin dresses with a great sense of humor. But then there are the boots.

She’s dead serious about the boots.