Ode #1 to February Observances

So I'm jumping the gun a little bit - but in case you didn't know, February 27 - 31 is Texas Cowboy Poetry Week. So in observance I submit to you my cowboy cross stitch piece, because even cowboys who write poetry are bad ass motherfuckers. Hot.

Don't Hassel the Hoff...

...love the sexy out of him.


The world fell in love with David Hasselhoff for his hair, his car named KITT, his mad lyrics and tunes, his lifeguard tan, his pugs, his drunken rages, and most of all his sexy.

This is my latest in celeb "man candy" pieces - capturing the greatness that is the Hoffenator.

De-lisch.

Asshat
Noun

1. One who has his head up his ass. Thus wearing his ass as a hat.
2. Origin: Leah S.

Here's to you Leah-bo-beah. :)

Glory Hole!

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Sending out good karma

Today - I just wanted to do something nice. So here's another pattern that I made. Again, its nothing fancy - and you can add to it or change colors as you see fit.

Just drag image (or save as) to your desktop and you'll be good to go. My only request is that you utilize it for personal use only. Thanks!




If you recognize this pattern - that's because you're one smart cookie. You probably saw it in an earlier, final countdown post or on my etsy site. Check it out, stitch away, and enjoy!

This little piggie...

When I was younger I went through a phase collecting pig paraphernalia. Not real pigs - just the animated, cutesy kind. Now I'm just doing my part to make penis slang adorable and cuddlesome. Check out the rad metallic thread!

Don't Stop Til You Get Enough

This one is dedicated to Holli & Rich and their love for Michael.


It's about 10" tall - and 4" wide. Heck yes!

Hijinks ensued.

Last night I went to happy hour with co-workers of the past and present. Fun and drinks aplenty!

We've all been here before.

Explanation signage or apology gift. Its works well across a multitude of situations.

Teatime

No doubt these cuties definitely love some good tea baggin'!


And look! They have my cross stitch framed on their table. How sweet. Old ladies can have scandalously good times too.

Even tough guys love their moms

Check it out.

Yes, this guy may have the most disgustingly huge biceps in the world. And yes, my "photoshopping skills" (aka crop and paste in Word), may leave something to be desired. But let's be honest, how awesome does this tough guy look with my "Mom Tattoo" cross stitch.

That's right. Mighty fine. Mighty fine indeed.

The Final Final Countdown

Okay - I fell a bit behind. So here are the last 8 days, in your face all at once. It's even better that way isn't it? Enjoy and hope everyone had a great holiday. I picked up some really cool stuff while I was in Wisconsin that I can't wait to get started on. (i.e. hot pink metallic thread, say what? awesome.)

These go to eleven. My tribute to Spinal Tap. (FC Day 6!)

Nigel Tufnel: The numbers all go to eleven. Look, right across the board, eleven, eleven, eleven and...
Marty DiBergi: Oh, I see. And most amps go up to ten?
Nigel Tufnel: Exactly.
Marty DiBergi: Does that mean it's louder? Is it any louder?
Nigel Tufnel: Well, it's one louder, isn't it? It's not ten. You see, most blokes, you know, will be playing at ten. You're on ten here, all the way up, all the way up, all the way up, you're on ten on your guitar. Where can you go from there? Where?
Marty DiBergi: I don't know.
Nigel Tufnel: Nowhere. Exactly. What we do is, if we need that extra push over the cliff, you know what we do?
Marty DiBergi: Put it up to eleven.
Nigel Tufnel: Eleven. Exactly. One louder.
Marty DiBergi: Why don't you just make ten louder and make ten be the top number and make that a little louder?
Nigel Tufnel: [pause] These go to eleven.

Final Countdown - DAY 5

Egg nog, mulled wine, champagne and Bacardi Diets. It's the holiday season...so let's all:




Cheers! :)

Final Countdown - DAY 4

Who doesn't love a man with a big hunky mustache? Especially when he's a private investigator named MAGNUM. Yums.