Jananas

A good friend of mine from university is getting married in May. We threw her Bachelorette party on Saturday night. We went to Crackpot Studios in Oakville to paint ceramics. We made an entire tea set – mugs, tea pot, sugar pot, and creamer. I had an absolute blast and thought that it was a super fun (and personal) gift.

I painted robots holding hands with little hearts. The inside will be candy apple red and the outside will be granny smith apple green, once the mug is fired & glazed. Life needs more robot love!

There’s nothing like taking out your cellphone to take pictures in public washrooms. Oh, the dirty looks people give you. I consider it totally worthwhile when I manage to get pictures of decals like this…

Push button. Get Bacon. Get Bacon to the face? I understand the attraction of having bacon delivered directly into my anxiously awaiting hands. Really, who doesn’t like bacon? Its one of the food of the gods (right up there after brussel sprouts and deep fried mars bars). What I don’t understand is why I would want it thrown directly at my face. The grease can’t be good for my skin.

I had been watching Zoolander with a friend of mine sometime late last year. He had mentioned that he thought that the Mugatu sweater was awesome and that he’d sorta wanted one.

70+ hours, 10 balls of yarn, and some minor finger cramping later – I had knit the following sweater. I’m pretty pleased about how it turned out given that I only  learned how to knit over Christmas. This was also my first attempt at following a pattern and knitting something other than a scarf. There’s something nice about surprising someone with a handmade birthday present referencing a movie full of inside jokes.

I’m sitting in a class at the moment, but am distracted by thoughts of the weekend (and a long weekend at that). I fly out tomorrow morning to spend my weekend hanging out in the C-Bus. Oh-io represent!

Easter always reminds me of easter egg hunts at my Nana’s house. Those are definitely some of my fonder childhood memories.

Life’s been a little too frustrating for my liking these days. So Thursday evening I’m going to hit up the Alien Abduction Festival. Come on people – the chance to make my own tin foil hat to protect my brain from your probing rays, build a UFO, or learn more about Probology? I’m sold.

Life needs to be fun! I think that this often gets overshadowed by our focus on getting things done and trying to stay afloat.