September 22, 2016
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Have I mentioned how much Millie The Dog 

barks at anything and everything within a 500 foot perimeter of our house? Mailman, delivery-person, solicitors, neighbors, guests, the kids, trick-or-treaters, my mom... We've talked a lot about it and she feels super responsible for alerting us - I told her that we really don't need that kind of help, BUT WE DID. SHE WAS RIGHT. SHE'S ALWAYS RIGHT.

SO, my driveway was full of a dumpster filled with bathroom remodel debris, Millie was having a staycation with a friend, AND SOME JERK CLIPPED THE LOCK ON OUR SHED AND STOLE MY BIKE.

And he threw the lock in the dirt like some sort of criminal.

AND THEN, the loser (no judgment) tried to sell MY bike on a site called OfferUp.com.

But he is as slippery as an eel wrapped in a banana peel, and disappeared INTO THE NIGHT. Police have been alerted, prayers to St. Anthony have been said. I asked St. Anthony if he could forward my prayers onto the Patron Saint of Stolen Goods and he told me to go back to sleep and stop Googling escutcheons for the new bathroom.

FINE.

While I wait for my miracle, I spend days mindlessly migrating ALL of the content from the Zeichen Press site to THE NEW Zeichen Press site. DON'T WORRY, you won't even be able to tell the difference because we wanted to spend a lot of money on something that nobody notices.

OH, and Jen got some new/old cuts

so I made a Father's Day Card out of that little man.

BACK TO MIGRATING/WEEPING.

 

 

September 4, 2016
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I did the math and figured out that two toilets MINUS one toilet EQUALS one toilet. And one shower MINUS one shower EQUALS zero showers.

I desperately yelled that equation to the boys during my bathroom demo, but they pretended not to hear me.

I only gave birth to them to provide me with free manual labor. Ha! Who's laughing now, boys??

Anyway, who needs a shower??

OR a bath??

I barely do.

And as soon as all of my family and friends get back from being out of town for a month, they'll tell you the same.

Here's a new birthday card/fantasy:

August 25, 2016
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Everyone celebrates Jenmas Eve differently.*I* like to go to Hot Plate SANS Jen to eat a Mexican Omelet surrounded by a gallery of paint-by-number masterpieces.

YEARS AGO, Jen (carefully) slaved away over *her* masterpiece and it sits atop a shelf of knick-knacks in Cape Cod. 

She was so dedicated! 

I bet she knew that someday I'd repay her in birthday cards.

 

 

August 16, 2016
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The Art Licensor (RSVP) asked us for some birthday cards and because I love to work/need money, I made nine. I won't bore you with the details/need to get back to listening to my new podcast (My Favorite Murder).

Here are a few... Will they choose any???

Stay tuned.

Thank you, Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark. I can't wait until Alexis Stewart and I meet you in person!

August 11, 2016
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"What street is this??" I yelled up to the boy watching us float past him. He told me that we were just about to enter the Ninth Circle of Hell.

PHEW! Almost done!

Three hours to travel 2.5 miles... Could we have walked faster than the creek carried us? Oh, THAT'S the point my kids were making when they got out of their tubes and dragged them the last four blocks! Oh, kids! So subtle!

I didn't get a photograph of them on our adventure, BUT a giant spider landed on my belly! AND who needs a picture of all three when one of them modeled for the company that made our tubes?

(Grip those handles! Safety first, Dylan!)

I only thought the creek-pollution caused blindness one time and I only lost my sunglasses one time -- I'd call that a win!

Here's a card, maybe inspired by laughter-induced bladder incontinence. MAYBE NOT.

 

July 31, 2016
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My life is one big Sexy Action Thriller. And being a bouncer at the Double Deuce in Missouri when I was only ten years old was pretty intense. Sure, I had great hair and sure I had a winning smile, and sure I always made breaking up bar fights and drinking black coffee look sexy. That's just who I am.

Truth is, practicing tai chi in your brother's sweatpants and running a letterpress design studio with cards SOLD AROUND THE WORLD, takes discipline and dedication.

Live Wires, our New Zealand distributor, knows this and sent us a token of appreciation.

I think they're supposed to be for tea but I already used mine for sopping up blood from a letterpress-related (packing tape dispenser) injury. Thanks Helen Harvey!

After I bandaged my wound, I made this:

Oh, life! You always inspire me!

July 21, 2016
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My little sister had baby #2 last week, she gave birth at home but, strangely, didn't ask me to participate.

Despite my lack of presence, the birth went off without a hitch because anyone can boil water and get towels. (SORRY MOM.)

I will give her this card the next time I break in to her house:

ALSO, I made this because I am so into politics:

So, you don't need to watch the news tonight. You're welcome.

 

July 13, 2016
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Dinah told me about her crazy dream!

She said we left her for two weeks with Tib and Jen so we could go to Cape Cod, and she had a fever and hair-balls. She said it was actually more like a nightmare — poor thing!

I didn't have the heart to tell her that her nightmare was real... that we did leave her for two weeks with Tib and Jen.

But she isn't alone. When she reads the blog, she'll find out about our scary flight home. The airline warned us, but people just do whatever they want.

The other passengers made calls on their flip-phones, watched who-knows-what on portable televisions, drove their remote-controlled cars up and down the aisle, talked to each other on walkie-talkies, and blasted music on transistor radios! Meanwhile we, The Law-Abiding, were stuck in the teeny-tiny bathroom, forced to take hysterical selfies.

BUT, we managed to land safely, no thanks to all of that recklessness. I will NOT be giving them my latest Thank You Card.

 

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