Sorry! This headline was just too obvious :)
I must admit I got a thing for tights, so I was very pleased to discover a blog dedicated to tights lovers. It’s created by James Lillis – the designer behind the Australian tights brand Black Milk. Check out his blog Too Many Tights and try not go to the online store. I pretend it doesn’t exist!
You have a pair and the geeks have a pair. Some might only talk to theirs once a year at some mandatory Christmas event, some might have theirs on the phone 3 times a day. Parents.
The geeks love their parents. They raised us, they became immune to “I want candy for breakfast” hissy fits and are able to cope professionally with “I will only wear purple velvet overalls, have 20 ponytail in my thin, fairy-like hair every day and eat rye bread with butter and hazelnuts” demands. Parents rock and so does this amazing parents-appreciation-blog My Parents Were Awesome.
This is Line’s awesome parents, Bjarne & Anette:
Eva’s awesome parents:
From the blog:
Lee & Linda
Yves (who should also be featured in dadsinshortshorts) & Patricia
And super cool Inez & Joel
Line: Sorry about the horse, I’m sure it had a nice and peaceful death before it ended up with its head in a wall… found them here
Love the colors and the atmosphere in this picture by Kenneth Cappello.
With this tableware by Laura Zindel my grandmothers would never come to dinner as they are both extremly scared of creepy-crawly animals, so I guess I better not put it on my Christmas wish list.
I don’t mind this category of somehow black-listed animals (show me a shark though, and watch me scream….). This is me showing off with a scorpio in South Africa – it was like holding a cotton ball – really light.
“Hi my name is Eva, and I’m an appoholic, and I haven’t downloaded an application for 24 hours”
This is the story about how my new Iphone almost ruined my social life.
First day of apps: I downloaded all the free applications I could come across, including the “inhale helium here” and then forcing my dad to speak into it all night, and then rolling around crying with laughter when his voice came out sounding like an unhappy little smurf.
Day two: I discovered “bubble wrap” I realized that I had spent more than an hour on popping digital bubble-wrap-bubbles and had been enjoying it so much that I had popped more than 4000 assorted sizes of fake plastic bubbles.
Day three: Damn you Iphone, the TED app has arrived. spend all day watching TED-talks walking around my flat, getting educated on the subject of prosthetic legs while brushing my teeth. Learning about how bacteria can talk to each other, while I was making coffee.
First step is awareness. And I’ve now reduced my app abuse to maximum 1 app per day, going cold turkey!!
This bubble wrap calendar makes sense on so many levels. It reminds me that there is no use in hanging on to everything yesterday as it has already been popped. That there is no use in focusing on tomorrow, as it is out of reach anyways and you might as well stop thinking about it, as you can’t pop it – until tomorrow. So I will just have to enjoy popping this day and have fun while doing it! Wonder if I can buy a 09 surplus stock, though? And then pop them all on New Years Eve? He he….
I believe it hasn’t been scientifically proven what exactly popping bubble wrap does to the brain, but it must be something like creating a cotton candy themed slumber party in the Corpus calossom, a feeling of dancing the funky chicken in the Frontal lopes and making the Primary visual cortex switch between an image of Josh Hommes and a kitten. We heart bubble wrap.
