Here’s day 2 of PAD. Tomorrow I’ll use my SPT as PAD. (I know, I know…acronym purgatory):
Saw this in the Sunday Comic section and had to post it for my mom & sisters. See the bowl that the woman is buying in the comic? It’s Polish pottery, which we collect. That bowl probably costs $90 in real life…LOL!! The sad thing is that this comic made me want to buy some more pottery for my collection. Ha.
I’m participating in ScrapGal’s Picture A Day challenge. Here’s day 1:
Isn’t he just the cutest? Look at his eyelashes in this pic:
This post is for Rhonda who requested some new blogging/reading material. Prepare to be scintillated, Rhonda. Brace yourself.
Did you know that I have my very own Uglydoll Uglydog? Sherine brought me one from Vegas a few months ago (mental note–worship Sherine). The text from the insde the green tag says:
Uglydog likes to help. He helps Jeero operate the rope tow and helps Ox help himself to different types of snack foods. He thinks you could use some help. Isn’t that sweet? Bowow? Uglydog is the ultimate pet, too. He won’t fetch the paper for you, but he’ll make your day feel like a front page story!
Wow, I’m headline news just because I own a pink Uglydog!!! There’s more on the green card, but I’ll save that for another slow, lazy Friday when Rhonda needs reading material.
Pictured next to my Uglydog is a sticker made by Cole. Cole was very proud that he made his little voodoo doll mommy drawing into a sticker (mental note–put away the Xyron).
Interesting Friday Statistics:
This is odd. Really odd. Found it on Etsy. Please tell me why somene would want a uterus purse. ???
I’m a slug. Yessiree.
For a little voyeuristic escapism, try Found Magazine. (FYI: There’s a book, too.) Every day on the website, they feature a "find" of the day. Kinda weird and kinda funny, two of my favorite qualities. I particularly like the "found" photographs. It just doesn’t seem right that a photograph gets lost in the world. Grocery lists, fine. Notes you put on your boyfriend’s car window, okay. But a photograph? Why is it lost and who is that person sitting in the lawnchair drinking a Fresca?
Here’s an example of a "found" note:
No Nuthin
FOUND by "Assistant Editor" 
I found this sticking to a traffic cone inside the University of Alaska Anchorage Campus Center. I’m assuming it’s a wet paint sign, but there was nothing being painted that I saw.
I. Hate. Mornings.
Grand. Prize.
Why can’t I be a big flake? Why, why, why? Why do I have this darned sense of duty that always forces me to do the right thing. Sigh.
I’ve gotten myself into a big one and not sure if I can get out of it. Maybe I’ll get the flu tonight.
I have 48 hours to find moon boots, a curly brown wig, aviator glasses, and learn the Napoleon Dynamite dance. And then I have to perform it at a church party. Tomorrow night. On a stage. In front of people.
Save me.
Do you have a cold? Come and cough into my cereal. Please.
Having a bad day? Try this:
Continuing the "All of Me" SPT theme…this picture is titled, "The Grey is Coming." See the silvery threads in my hair?? Aack.
