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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Five Favorites: The GET YOUR MIND OFF IT Version

Hi friends!!!!!
 I'm working on a new blog post right now that I was hoping would have been finished already. But two nights ago our 3 year old was up all night with a really bad fever that hasn't really stopped, then of course the nighttime nurse-a-thons with the teething baby, then the homeschool year having begun...welp, I'm pretty behind these days.
This morning at about 4am, the sick 3yo called out "Where are da swim fwippers?!?!?!" in a crazed way before falling back asleep, so it looks like we're still on a roll here. I have to continue putting things like blogging on the backburner.
All in all, what seems to be happening to me is a new thing called Blogger's Panic.
Apparently I've been feeling deprived of my CRAZY ANXIETIES!!!!
Blogger's Panic is a panic attack that strikes bloggers when they haven't blogged in awhile, or as often as they should, or maybe as often as they think they should.


Ignore the voice of satan and blog on.

A panicked blogger might lay awake at night, worrying about such things as: Am I a dissapointment?Does everyone think I'm a lazy slacker? Will they stop visiting my blog?? Will I ever fit in with the cool kids (probably not!)? What if I make an ass of myself (already happened)? What if this is as good as it gets?
THIS IS TOO MUCH THINKIIIIIIING!!!!!
Too. Much.
But what do you do if you have trouble shutting it off? Well there's always Pinterest.
 I've got a love/hate thing going with Pinterest, but let's not lie to ourselves - it's a damn good distraction when panic attacks.
Angry? Sad? Feeling blue? You won't be for long when you find those 30 new ways to clean out your oven broiler! Also, I'm on there now  with my odd commentary, if you're interested.
But if your anxiety makes you feel like kind of a weirdo, here's a boost for your self esteem.
I now present to you:
                   5 Kinds of People Who Are Weirder Than You Will Ever Be
                                         alternativelty titled
                    5 Favorite Ways To Get Your Mind Off of Dumb Crap
                              You Shouldn't Be Thinking About Anyway


1.Yarnbombers - think YOU got problems? Well guess what. You ain't got nothin on these folks. Yarnbombers are knitters and crocheters who knit outfits for trees and statues at the park.
YES, I'M FOR REAL.
I wonder how the homeless person feels when you're yarnbombing the end of the bench he's sleeping on.



2.  People Knitting Breasts -


 Oh how I wish I were only kidding. However, there are actual people out there who have taken it upon themselves to knit woolen breasts in their spare time. For "awareness".
You know what I'm aware of?
 I'm aware that you're wasting your time. And your yarn.
I'm also aware that there's loads of newborn babies and needy children out there who could use a hat or a sweater this winter, but what the heck do I know?! Not enough people know about breasts!! Keep on knitting to notify the public of this forgotten subject.
Awareness.

3. Extreme Ironers - If you're like me, you already consider ironing an extreme sport for which you have zero passion. But how bout ironing on the side of a mountain? Or while surfing? On horseback????
Seriously. Take a look at this.
See? You're not as odd as you might think you are.

 
Anyway, I'm starting to feel like a pathetic little wimp about the small pile of dress shirts that I avoid ironing until the very last minute, so let's move on to another weird hobby.


The hobby for everyone: all ya gotta do is show up and get in the way.

4. News Crashers - Paul Yarrow is a guy on the move. He loves showing up wherever there's a live TV camera, so he can...well, stand there in the background and do pretty much nothing.
This past winter, my husband and I happened to be watching the Weather Channel like the exciting people that we are, when we happened to see this little gem:


I love those guys! We laughed all night about that. Because again, we're exciting.



5. Interesting Amazon reviewers - I'm going to re-introduce you to a person that I like to call Roger Pervich.
 Who is Roger? Well, if I tell you, you might start judging me.
wink.


Who dat?!?!?!

Linking up today with the lovely Grace  (filling in for Hallie the sweetest) - for Five Favorites!!!

26 comments:

  1. I really love all the posts you post - whenEVER you post them. No worries about not blogging. A girls gotta do what she do...you know? (wait, that didn't make sense). As far as fitting in the cool kids, oh please, please don't think you're not one of them. Really. Sometimes I feel like I'm in high school all over again when it comes to blogging. Do you ever feel that way? This cool blog, that cool blog....it's all relative.

    Your blog is awesome AND original. I think you probably catch readers within seconds when they hear about you! Ok, that is enough of my soapbox. I'm stepping off of it now :) Any more words from me and I'm going to sound like a goof. Which I willingly admit to on a daily basis...let's be honest.

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  2. Hilarious! Lessons learned: knitters can go cuh-razy and I totally want to be a news crasher.

    Found you via Camp Patton! Great blog!

    Beck
    becklist.wordpress.com

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  3. And OMG Roger Pervich. Soooooooo funny!!!

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    1. I am seriously rolling, dying laughing. Who is this guy? Does he have a blog?

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  4. Loved every word, pretty much like always! And yarn bomber and boob hats - THANK YOU!!! I thought I was the only one who thought they were all nuts! I can let out a big sigh now that I know I am not alone... :) Hope the babe is feeling better soon. We're on the tail end of a family malady over here. Ain't no fun!

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  5. So...where are da swim fwippers??

    Love your blog!

    Susan

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  6. :D HIL-arious. As usual. I hope the little one feels better soon.

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  7. I'm not saying the knit boobs are offensive... Just that I'd be very offended to receive a gift boob that is larger than my own.
    As if hairy old men at the beach don't already have me beat.

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  8. Fabulous anxiety distraction! You funny.

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  9. Those yarn bombing projects look great until a week of rainstorms. I walked into a yarn shop earlier this year that had decorated the railings with yarn projects that unfortunately were not weathering well.

    As for the other knitting projects, well.... ahem...

    I guess I'm just jealous. People can decorate benches and boobs while it takes ME 2 months or more to crank out an easy project and I want to have about 8 done before Christmas.... Sigh. ;)

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  10. I feel obliged to let you know that there are boob knitters out there who have heard your plea and now knit hats for babies.... but the hats look like boobs. Seriously, wait for the cold weather... they will be all over Etsy.

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  11. Your blog is definitely one of the last ones I would stop reading :) Hope baby's feeling better.

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  12. Holy shit, the knotted breasts?!?! WTF!? That old lady is the creepiest.

    And you ARE the cool crowd. I will never stop reading. Ever.

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  13. bahahaha my mom made a boob hat for my kid!

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  14. Thank you. I may have to explain to my coworkers tomorrow why I am howling with laughter for no apparent reason. It is because I suddenly remember that excellent drawing of boob hats and grill covers.

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  15. ROFL. I'm not sure which is worse, reading your blog early in the morning (I spew coffee all over my computer) or at night while nursing the baby to sleep(he starts laughing too, I think he likes your drawings). So very funny. I came across boob scarves on etsy and thought that was one of the strangest things ever. . . especially the indignant artist claiming she was the home of the original boob scarf, but the knitted boobs are too much. Thank you for the laughs!!

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  16. Truth is so much stranger than fiction. ....eh! Your are a cool blogger ;)

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  17. I hadn't heard of the knitted breasts (you'd think most of the population would be pretty aware that women have real ones), although I have seen pictures of the little, pink land mines and bombs that some lady knits to bring awareness of the tragedy of war. She also knitted a pink cover for a motorcycle to challenge our concepts of gender. Masculine symbol, feminine yarn.

    I guess I'll stick to knitting baby clothes! :-)

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  18. Oh my goodness, I have no idea with one was more hilarious! The knitted breasts might be the winner though, lol!

    Oh, and those guys, Paul Yarrow and his friend...are friends of my soon-to-be-brother-in-law (how's that for a random connection!) :)

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  19. I'm a busy mommy blogger like yourself, and (sadly) have little time to read other blogs... yet I somehow always find a moment for your cartoons whenever they do come out. I'll never "move on." :D I really appreciate people who can make me laugh, think, and relate all in one and you sure can!! Keep up the great work whenever family time allows and know we cheer you on. So much so that I (blush) tried to try (note I say "tried to try") sketching too (a fun fail) and settled for pimping your website on mine: http://tlcatholic.blogspot.com Go Mama!

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  20. If you blogged more often I'd wonder why, when the drawings of bedtime at your house look exactly like at my house, you still have time to blog coherent funny things. But I still haunt your blog in case you post something...
    Also, that is the scariest sloth I've ever seen.

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  21. I laughed until I cried at the yarn bombers. Like, seriously, until I cried.

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  22. Where on earth do you find this stuff?! I can always count on this blog for a good post-kids-tucked-in laugh! :)

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  23. Oh man, glad to hear I'm not the only one who suffers from Bloggers Panic! ;)

    About the yarn bombing ... this happened in my city: http://knitthebridge.wordpress.com/

    I almost participated except then ... moving, babies, life ... all of these things happened instead. However, I solemnly swear I never have and never will knit breasts! (Also in my city? A "Milk Truck" that parks at different events to give lactating mothers a place to nurse in privacy. Great idea, right? Except there is a giant breast with a flashing nipple on top. Seriously. To build awareness of ... um ... boobs?? I don't know.)

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