Monday, March 23, 2009

Top Secret

I have this annual commitment with Nugget's godmother to create the invites, posters and tickets for her son's private school fundraiser dance. This is my third year volunteering my skills. In return I get tickets for the event for Nugget, Rutty and myself, lots of thanks and probably some prayers from the good Catholic parents and the Principal of the school. Also, they serve hot dogs. Surely that makes up for not going to church anymore, right? Last year the theme was "Back to the Future". I was stoked to wear my prom dress again. The year before that was "So You Think You Can Dance". We didn't make it to that one but I heard it was good times. This year the theme is "Heroes Ball: Celebrating the Super and the Everyday Hero". For the invite I wanted to make it look like an old secret document since they will be put in mini manila envelopes stamped with 'Top Secret'. For the tickets I thought security passes would be cool so I paid homage to the Fifth Element and recreated the (Leeloo Dallas) Multi-Pass. I haven't gotten to the posters yet but this is what I've been busy with for the past few nights. Some information has been blacked out to protect the innocent.


The invite.


The RSVP card that will be attached to the invite with your standard metal paper clip, size large.


The tickets for the adults.


The tickets for the kids.

I provide the high res jpgs, they get them printed. It's a nice break from the usual crafty things involving yarn, booze and cupcakes. Plus it gives me an opportunity to use some of the wicked fonts I've been collecting from the free font sites.

Completed (so far) March 23, 2009




Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Happy St.Paddy's Day

So I have a thing for chocolate, booze and baked goods in paper cups. The other day I found a recipe for Chocolate Guinness Cupcakes with Bailey's icing, perfect for St.Patrick's Day treats for the kids at work. The original recipe was basically an Irish Car Bomb in cupcake form with an Irish Whiskey ganache in the center. I opted to skip this part because the cupcake sounded pretty rich already. I cut the sugar by a 1/3 of a cup and made chocolate icing with Bailey's instead of the regular white icing, then added a sprinkle of green sugar. It kind of looks like chives. Nugget said it looked tacky. I said "You're tacky. Go to bed." Then I drank the rest of the Guinness and licked the icing spatula.



Baked March 16, 2009

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Superdude

I pretty much have the most awesome puppy ever. There are times when I look at him and think, man, you are one awesome puppy. Then I go over to him and say “Paw” and he gives me the doggy equivalent of a high five. We get compliments from people whenever we take him out for walks and the dog trainer who teaches our puppy classes has even said he’s an excellent example of his breed and by that I think she means he’s pretty awesome.

On Saturday, Hurley Superdude Bantog turned 6 months old, graduated puppy kindergarten and started Basic Obedience.
He celebrated this milestone of a day by going down to the grassy area of English Bay with his Pomeranian-Poodle girlfriend, Talulah, in the freezing cold and ate goose poo while practicing how to heel. He sure knows how to impress the ladies.

For the most part, Hurley’s pretty chill. Laid back. Easy going. A real super dude. Hence the middle name. But every once in a while he turns into a total maniac in the evening. And it’s not the same crazy puppy stuff like when he was really wee. Now it’s an increased frequency of the weird obscene annoying stuff like humping pillows and that big dog stuffy he usually attacks. I get that he’s probably hitting doggy puberty, it apparently hits smaller dogs early. I’m aware dogs go through that. One of the reasons I decided to get a male dog over a female dog was because I didn’t want to deal with cleaning up doggy menstruation all over the house. I’ve heard stories. It’s gross. Aside from witnessing male dogs exposing their red rockets and hearing embarrassing stories about them humping the house guests, I figured boy dogs would be less maintenance. Hurley’s definitely exposed his red rocket to us plenty of times and humped a couple of our house guests but he’s never actually done the humping thing with the red rocket. I imagine that combo would be more mortifying.

The other night, however, Hurley was going completely ape shit on the dog stuffy in his typical crazy playful manner.
Then he decided he was going to really show the toy who was boss and started humping away at it like a porn star. I gave him my usual “You know, it’s not customary to be doing this in front of your mom”. But he’s a dog so he kept going and I ignored him. Then in my peripheral I saw Hurley jump off the stuffy, red rocket exposed and he did something that completely horrified me. He squirted. And out of complete shock I screamed the words I never thought I’d ever exclaim to a living thing. “Oh My Gawd! Did you just jizz on my floor?!!”



So there's my little boy. Getting all big and grown. And now that he's six months old, it's snippy time. Happy Half a Year, buddy. Say good-bye to your cahones :(


Sunday, March 1, 2009

For a Wee Noggin'

It's baby season. I have a few projects planned in my head for a few expectant parents I know. This baby hat was very loosely inspired by Roman Dirge's Floaty Bear, which is why it kind of looks a little creepy. It's a gift for Steven's baby who is probably the size of a sweet potato all snug in its mommy's tummy.



Completed March 1, 2009