More Arts And Crafts

Every little thing I work on has been kind of fun and funny, but I love what it does for the house.

I’m all for making things pretty.

Latest projects:

I painted some small pictures with colors from the house for the guest bathroom. Stencils blow.

I also made us a custom headboard. Showing people where you sleep is creepy. Oh well. The picture might not look like much, but that is plywood with 2″ thick foam ($) and then batting and then fabric. I decided against the insane criss cross pattern I initially wanted and went more simple with my decorative design. The master bedroom is starting to look pimped out!

If you have ever wanted to try this, google “Custom Headboard” and go nuts. It’s idiot proof- I did it!

Shorter And Sweeter?

I loved this copyblogger article that reminds you how much you need to pay attention to detail and make a dramatic statement to make someone care about you.

How about instead of blogging every day – which used to be a litmus test for success – if you can’t do that, you just do something great once in a while? No one really sticks to the daily method if they are awesome – there is just too much going on in life to find the time, if this isn’t your full-time thing. Right?

I tried Friday Fives for two years, Whatever Wednesday ONCE, and tried all this other garbage to reignite the flames here – a new hobby (the cooking crap), teaching about what I know (the yoga crap), the laziest method ever (camera phone photo crap). It’s not working. I just have to do what I best. Stop by when I need to share!

Last weekend in Vegas, in fact, it was SO awesome I couldn’t even concentrate on looking at my phone to tweet something about how awesome it was. I was too busy loving the moment to get away from it to get online. And it felt good. I felt that way at SXSW too. I wanted to be the guy NOT needing to look at his phone. And I felt like I kept it check. And all my friends did too.

Oh, here’s the article for you to check out.

http://www.copyblogger.com/impress-instantly/

This leads me to wonder if I should try Tumblr – any thoughts? Lately I’m thinking more along the lines of in response to other sites and articles, so it’d be great to just put up a link and my quick thoughts on it.

This space shouldn’t be a burden to bear, so maybe I need to down size. Is that what a move from this blog to Tumblr would be?

And in closing, a picture of all my friends in moustaches:

Sew Crafty

I’ve finally been getting to do some house projects that don’t “have to be done” but that are to make the place look nice.

I had four pillows – two blue and brown, two green striped, that made no sense. But they did cost money. And so no buying new pillows when I had working pillows.

I went to the store, bought all the necessary equipment, read the internet 100 times, and in two days, sewed ALL BY MYSELF some new pillow covers. And they rule.

They tie the whole entire room together, and the whole entire room is complete.

The pillows came out SEW well that now I’m looking for other sh*t to craft. Like, anything. I want to SEW and stitch and measure and create! Watch out, or I’m gonna start making everyone quilts.

And no one likes homemade quilts.

Not Cooking

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Sometimes there’s a limit to your cooking and your desire to make a meal. I’ve been grilling a lot and have enjoyed making a few different things, none too picture worthy.

It helps to have amazing friends and family! I was spoiled all weekend – first treated to dinner at Westgate Grill, the picture shows half of our appetizers. I had a steak at Butcher’s the next night with my Great Uncle and Aunt. Then Sunday we got cooked amazing lamp kabobs. I should have taken pictures of everything, it was all too delicious!

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A Mother’s Prayer for Her Child By Tina Fey (via Write In Color)

What a little prayer! Even without kids I can appreciate the humor (and truth), not to mention continue my love affair with all things Tiny Fey. Brilliant in spite of the horrible SNL last Saturday. Is it too late to be her when I grow up?

A Mother's Prayer for Her Child By Tina Fey

First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.

May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.

When the Crystal Meth is offered, may she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.

Guide her, protect her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.

Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels. What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.

May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen.Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.

O Lord, break the Internet forever, that she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.

And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.

And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back. “My mother did this for me once,”she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.

Amen.”

-Tina Fey

(That my friends, is what you call good writing. Click on the link and pick up Tina Fey’s book Bossypants for more.)

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Awesome ‘Do

My hair dresser(s) are the best! They taught me how to sideways french braid my hair to show off the style!

I got spoiled hanging out the other day, they helped with my recent Ski Utah video, and taught me the style for a meeting I had. Love it!

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