Little Ditties

After seeing these homemade notepads on The Small Object I scoured the internet looking to buy my own padding compound and started drawing up little designs (mind you, I'm no drawer).

The padding compound is super easy to use, but I didn't have a nice paper cutter, so the edges on these are a bit yucky. Luckily, Wes was sweet and bought me a new paper cutter for my birthday! Personalized Christmas notepads are in the works.

In other news, my friend Tiffany and I went out to see Twilight this weekend (Oh, back off, you know you wish you had the guts to show your face in the theater!) and were really surprised to discover that we liked the movie. I mean, we thought it was going to be awful. Reaaaaallly awful. But it wasn't. It was entertaining. I agree with pretty much everything Kayleen had to say about it, but I think she neglected to mention one very key mistake in the film: Were we the only ones who thought Jasper's character was absolutely ridiculous? He looked like Edward Scissorhands sans scissorhands (substitute blonde hair). I was embarrassed for him.

Anyways, gratuitous list of silly movies I've watched since last time: A Mighty Heart and Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. Both come recommended.

Blog of Shame

That's it! I can't hide anymore. You want to know what I've been up to other than raising a child? Fine. I'll tell you. Watching movies. Lots and lots of movies. Awful, terrible movies. Movies like Dan in Real Life, 27 Dresses, Love in the Time of Cholera, *The Painted Veil, and Elizabethtown. (That last one's tough to admit).

I didn't mean for this to happen. It was my birthday. I was at the library and saw *Miss Potter sitting on the shelf. I'm not sure what got over me, but I grabbed it. And I decided that during naptime I wasn't going to clean or cook or fold laundry. Nothing. I was going to watch a movie. A silly, not-that-great sort of movie.

And I did.

Then the next week I watched *Becoming Jane. A few days later, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. *The Other Boleyn Girl. *Pride and Prejudice.

Do you see what I'm talking about here? I'm hooked. It's so bad that I even asked Wes to pick me up a movie at the library last week, to which he replied, "There's no way I'll be able to pick out a movie for you."

Me (shaking like a junkie): "Just look for a movie that you would never watch--that you couldn't be paid to watch--and that ought to do."

He brought home The Jane Austen Book Club. Well done, old man.


*Aside from The Assassination of Jesse James (which is actually a wonderful film), the starred titles are ones that I can recommend in a "don't say I didn't warn you" sort of way.

Greatest Halloween Story Ever

I have felt so zapped of energy, I can't even bring myself to post--no, I'm not pregnant. . . nothing like that. Who knows what it is. The blahs, that's what.

I made these felt pumpkin people for the Halloween edition of Show & Tell Society--which I missed due to our last minute California vacation. Dangit! The pattern is from Jennifer Murphy and was featured on Martha Stewart last year.

More from Halloween on my flickr.

And now for the greatest Halloween story. My friend Shaun passed out candy with another friend of his, Brian. A big teenager walks onto the porch wearing a red and black striped shirt. Shaun says, "Awww, Fat Albert! Right on! " He hands over a piece of candy. The kid says nothing. When he leaves Brian says, "Dude that kid was Freddy Krueger. Didn't you see the glove?"

Ouch.