Easter Creeps.

 Ohhhh Easter... a time to remember and celebrate Jesus Christ, our Savior, his sacrifice, and the Atonement. A time to join together with our families and communities to worship and give thanks. A time for heart warming stories and tearful remembrances...

It's also the time to celebrate super sketchy bunny costumes.

Ranging from the monstrous...

 ...to the pathetic (creepy pathetic). 

 I wish I would have done an entire month of sketchy bunnies (a la October's Monster Mash).

C'est la vie. 

 The real question is this:

ARE THEY???

(Photos via: Fail Blog, and the generosity of my good friend Denise H.)

Favorite Holiday

VIA

VIA

Photo by Sandra Beijer

VIA

VIA

VIA

VIA

Teen Witches?? VIA

VIA

VIA

 I still want to make these pumpkins. Yes, I am 100%  aware that making these tomorrow is like wear white after Labor Day. So what if they turn up for Thanksgiving instead of today...

VIA

Goodbye Tree

Today I have decided to finally take down my Christmas tree. It makes me sad that the holidays are over and... wait... what? What are all these bright red and pink decorations doing up at the grocery store? Why are there hearts and flying naked babies littered across every single aisle? What is with this fluffy army of teddy bears, holding hearts emblazoned with romantic catch-phrases? Forget the holiday depression. I suddenly feel a great pressure to do monstrous things with poster-board and glitter...

Goodbye Christmas. Hello Prepare-For-Valentines season.

Happy Happy.

This was my New Years kiss:

It's on the top of my list of favorite kisses.

I love you husband.


Cheers.

And to all a good night.

Merry Christmas.

via

photo by Abby Powell

A Christmas Shopper, c. 1914 (via NYPL Digital Gallery)

photo by Abby Powell

 via

 Photo by Diane Arbus

 via

Norma Shearer under the mistletoe.

I love this holiday.

The Christmas Story.

I just watched this short film posted on my friend Meg's blog, from St Paul's Arts and Media. It has directly channeled me into the holiday spirit... which was precisely what my broken down, post-finals, pre-packing-for the-cross-country-travel, stressed filled self needed. A spearmint flavored breath of fresh holiday air. Christmas is almost here. We get to celebrate the birth of our Savior.


We have been so blessed. I am grateful to have had this reminder, at exactly the right time.


My favorite character is the star. The little hands flapping up and down were/are the most endearing gesture I have ever seen. But the entire cast made me clap my hands and bounce up and down in my seat, which I believe is the cuddly side to my Mother Bear instincts, which kick in whenever I'm around or see pictures of cute kids or baby animals.

Lace me up.

Every year, after winter/Christmas/holidays are over, I always have a feeling of slight regret. I never really gave myself a chance to enjoy that time of year. Forget skiing, sledding, drinking hot cocoa by a fire while listening to carols played by hammer dulcimer, making snow angels, and ice skating. I simply... got busy. I had to work. I never had the money. Etc. I completely got stuck in a pattern of being a "grown up". This is my vow, as the holidays are in full swing: I WILL ENJOY MY WINTER. Starting with the ice skating. As soon as this semester is over (DEC 9 = LAST DAY OF CLASSES. WOOT.) I am going to the Gallivan Center outdoor ice skating rink, and shooshing around till i can't feel my toes.

Who's with me?