Too Many Kids in this Tub

I know you are on the edge of your seats right now. How did the Poetry Cafe go you ask. Well, I'm so glad you did ask.

Minus the snow (Ohio you better have it out of your symptoms because I put on my flip flops and there's no going back for a few months!), it was such a fun night. Really, I give those kids extra points for getting up and sharing their poems. The fifth grade version of Laurie would have been so shy and tried to hide behind my ridiculously big glasses. Not these kids those, they hopped up on stage like it was nothing new.

So do you notice the snazzy sign at the top? That was a, "hey do you think you could pull this together" kind of request that came together so nicely. Little did I know that Office Max and Kinkos wanted to charge me an arm and a leg for that banner. Thank goodness for google. It helped me find a printer who only wanted $30 for a 5 foot banner. At that price, I think we need to start including banners in regular celebrations. Look out Jared for you 24th birthday!

Well, it's awhile till his birthday, so I'll leave you with my favorite poem from the night:

There are too many kids in this tub
There are too many elbows to scrub
I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine
There are too many kids in this tub

-Sheldon Silverstein


It's a 3s World Out There

Did I ever tell you that Jared is a teacher? Well, he is. Glad we got that cleared up. Some of his coworkers are putting on this Poetry Cafe for their kids. They really are going all out. It's a special night, the kids are all dressing up, & Jared & I are taking pictures (reality, he's taking pictures because he is better at it than me, but I come along for support and to look cute, hopefully)

Anyways. He came home last night and asked that we design a little something for the event. I'm not sure if they will use it, but if I was a 5th grader I would be stoked about it.

So funny story. Adding the ripples to the cup was well an issue. We knew three would be the number of choice because it's my favorite number. That my friends is a for a whole different post that would include why I love having 3 ice cubes in my drink.

Back to the story. We spent awhile arranging the ripples trying to get it just right. I was happy with how it turned out. As i'm saving the design, I ask Jared if he's happy how it came out.


Never a good sign. Apparently he would rather have the diagonal ripple be up a little more, but he knew it would be too symmetrical and it would drive me nuts. He knows me so well! Everything inside of me would go crazy because it would be too lined up. Ah! Really, he should be glad. I mean whenever we go to hang pictures on the wall I can't have it exactly perfect. Slightly off is much better, thank you very much.


Fill in the Blank

I can't tell you how many times we are about to walk out the door for someone's birthday or event or whatever and Jared asks me if I have a card for it. Pause. Nope. Really? You make cards for other people, why not make some for yourself? Pause. Ummm. Ummm. I'll work on that.

This leads me to what is below.

We were invited to a friends Shower/Bath combo. What's a bath you ask? It's a family tradition of a man's version of a shower full of tools and random things you would find in a garage. Oh and in my family the Groom gets thrown in the pool and is NOT allowed to hug the Bride while he is wet. Ok, the second part may have been my rule.

For the shower, I made this card for the Bride to be. Little do you know it matched the bowl I gave her and secretly wish I would have bought a second one for me.

Then, I made this one for the Groom to Be. Now, this isn't what I wanted it to say. I didn't want their to be a blank. I wanted to say what people really say prior to needing the Home Depot Gift Card that was inside.

Oh Shit.


I haven't been avoiding you, I promise.

I've just been lame and haven't posted the latest things I've worked on. Sorry about that! New updates coming soon. Pinky swear.

In other news, I was a guest blogger for ChoBusiness. Check it out if you are more interested in a shoe commentary of American Idol.


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