Thanks to Kiwi at Craft Boner for pointing me to this article on the woman behind the Lisa Frank empire. In short: Her name is Lisa Frank. And she is crazy. And I want to crawl under her skin for a day. Don’t you?
Here is a quick list of my favorite happy distractions from this last month.
A new way to think about creativity.
Ever want to take your favorite quote or slogan and turn it into a nifty poster, suitable for framing or facebooking? Sure you do.
Thanks to my friend Nicki for telling me about Snowflakes for Sandy Hook Elementary.
I am sending off a bunch this week. Update: Per Jillian’s comment below, Sandy Hook is now set for snowflakes but they still need other modes of assistance.
DIY cat loafers. I’m already half-way to a litter.
Where can I get an old dishwasher rack?
Two ingredient pizza dough? I’m on it.
An awesome way to display instagram (or any kind of) photos.
The club of self-appointed manners cops is growing. Thank you, bajeebus.
My favorite quote this month: “If wealth was the inevitable result of hard work and enterprise, every woman in Africa would be a millionaire.” ― George Monbiot
Under the Category of Shameless Self Promotion
If you live in central Europe, next time you are at a news stand, pick up a copy of Couch magazine and turn to page 131. I have no idea what it says (it’s in German) but it looks like a cool magazine with all sorts of nifty business. If they sold it here I would buy it just to picture gawk (and not just because I am in it).
The Huffington Post featured my work in a spread on cooking with Pop Rocks. This says so much about the state of modern culinary trends, not to mention my life in general.
Thanks to my pal Katie at Lemony Jitters for featuring a collection of my old projects.
Have you seen my second baby, I Believe In Strangers? This one, The Lobster, made me a little weepy last week. I’m still looking for submissions, so please chime in the comments over there.
Interesting fact: Every time I post a picture of a cat on Facebook, at least three people unlike me. At this point I have given up and simply consider it a means of separating the wheat from the chaff. Let’s start off the year with another one, shall we?
Lola sends you all the hugs and all the eggy fish breath you can handle in 2013. Happy New Year!