My Happy Place

I have a penchant for the odd and quasi-creepy. I am definitely a classic monster kind of gal. Dracula, Frankenstein’s monster, Godzilla, the Creature from the Black Lagoon — I love them all! However, while I do enjoy a tinge of creepy, even the fuzzy Wolf Man can’t really be described as “cute.” So, how does one pay tribute to these ghouls without being overly gloomy?

Lucky for me, in the world of crafting almost everything can be cutified. I’ve been getting a charge out of incorporating monsters into my craft projects. One such project was giving life to the simple cell phone socks that my sister scored at her local dollar store. As soon as she showed them to me, we both knew I had a project of monstrous proportions ahead of me. Here is the result (as captured by my incredibly talented sister):

Recommended reading: Have an affinity for monsters? Got mad crocheting skills? Do I have a book for you! Creepy Cute Crochet: Zombies, Ninjas, Robots, and More! by Christen Haden is crawling with friendly little fiends. As the review on Amazon says, “the dolls in Creepy Cute Crochet eat your typical amigurumi for breakfast.”

Today is National Grammar Day! In a world where the lowercase letter “i” is a perfectly acceptable substitute for the pronoun (in most forms of casual written communication), the fight to maintain good grammar is very near and dear to my heart. If a well-crafted sentence warms the cockles of your heart, you can join SPOGG (The Society for the Promotion of Good Grammar) and print your own SPOGG Membership Card.

Happy National Grammar Day!

Honestly, sometimes I just don’t know what’s going on my head. Such was the case when I created Fat Chemists.

What I do know is that I am, at times, a crazy perfectionist. Most often, symmetry is my goal. The outlining on my obese friend here was an attempt at loosening up a bit. A very little bit.

Not too long ago, my hubby and I came home to this:

These fluffy little guys played just long enough for us to snap a few pictures, and then they scurried off into unknown corners of the apartment. We’re pretty sure that they’ve been practicing while we’re out, because they were rockin’ it!

Recommended reading: I’ve been playing with pipe cleaner chicks since I was a wee lass, making little costumes for them and such. But, I have to hand it to Sloane Tanen. She is a pro. I highly recommend Bitter with Baggage Seeks Same: The Life and Times of Some Chickens.

She is absolutely everywhere: on magazines, in your TV and even sporting that sappy grin on every box of Wheat Thins. She is Rachael Ray. The bane of my existence.

Okay, so maybe not the bane of my existence, but sometimes I honestly feel like I will scream if I see just one more picture of that woman.

To my amusement, I recently discovered that I am not the only person on Earth that feels this way. Upon receiving a Rachael Ray-laden Nabisco box, DJ Omar Khan of “The Kevin and Bean Show” attempted to exchange the box at the grocery store. When the store failed to locate a Rachael-free box, he took to cutting her face from the box.

After hearing Omar’s story, my husband hopped online and found the Rachael Ray Sucks Community on LiVE JOURNAL. As a matter of fact, there are quite a few sites aimed at Rachael. But, as it turns out, the best anti-Rachael Ray material to date was hiding out in my local bookstore.

While at Borders doing some last minute Christmas shopping, I spied not one, but two Rachael Ray cookbooks in the bargain section. Irked at the sight of her, I started complaining to my friend about her seeming omnipresence. At that moment, one of the sales associates asked us if we were finding everything okay.

As a joke my friend asked if they had any books on hating Rachael Ray. Needless to say, we were in total shock when she said, “Sure. Follow me.” And then, she showed me this:

Every Freaking! Day with Rachell Ray: An Unauthorized Parody

Ah, sweet retribution!