Hi friends! Today, I’m going to tell you about answering machines in the 80’s, Ghetto DIY, and other thankful things.
Some of the other thankful things include that my amazing friend Rachel, from Tao of Poop wrote a great post. Then, she reached out and asked me for some drawings to go along with it. Don’t ask her how long it took me to deliver them. Instead, go see this hilarity about raising a toddler. There’s some naked happening (don), in case you need further incentive.
I’m uber excited to have my “What it feels like to be a special needs mom” words featured on Mamapedia this weekend. They totally rock and I’m grateful that they contacted me about publishing on their site.
I’m thankful that I’m not alone in not having a crafty sewy gene and that there are others who participate in Ghetto DIY projects. The following project was masterminded and created by my friend J. I’ll call her that because there’s a J in her name. I mean, I wouldn’t call her J when speaking to her or anything because that might be awkward, but for the purpose of this project, J works. Anyway, here’s the ear part of J’s Pete the Cat costume. She made it for her son on Halloween. His costume was the most adorable and unique one in all the bunch.
For you crafty types, I know you’re dying to get down and dirty with this DIY project and are likely chomping at the bit to get started. Here goes.
Two Styrofoam wedges shaped as triangles
Then, simply assemble! I texted J to ensure that I accurately provide the important details:
Not to rub it in or anything, but the fabulous Julie DeNeen of Fabulous Blogging knows thousands of bloggers, and I’m her favorite. Close enough, anyway. Whatever. Seriously though, she listed me in the top 10 and while I’m pretty sure that she did so in error, I’m more than very thankful that she included me in her best of bloggers list.
Have you heard about the delightful duo Stephanie and Jessica? They created The Her Stories Project – a full initiative that will be releasing a compilation of friendship stories in book format December 1. I’m thankful that they included my never-before seen words and am excited to share their website. It includes a Friendship Wall. You can win a book by entering photos of you and your friends. Check it out!
And to Margarita Mommies who were so kind to share my crappy singing Caillou post!
Now, about those 80’s answering machines. Once, when answering machines and voice mail were what they were, we relied on leaving voice messages for one another. There was no texting and nobody had cell phones. When you were planning on meeting your friends somewhere, you had to set up the time and place beforehand and hope that you weren’t so late that they’d left by the time you got there.
Caller ID hadn’t even been invented yet. However, by utilizing the awesome technology of the 80’s (and 90’s, actually) answering machine, we were able to effectively screen our calls because we could actually hear the caller leaving a message while she was doing so.
Having unique and cool voice mail messages was a bit of an art form. My roommate and I had one that we sung, in helium voices to the tune of Little Bunny Foo Foo. It went like this:
Boo, Woo, and Arthur Duke are hopping from the bus stop.
Come pick us up now and take us somewhere cool.
And if you don’t, we’ll turn you into a
Later, other roommates and I had one that went something like this:
Hi. Hi. Hi. (each of us said a different “Hi”)
(something totally mind-blowingly clever that I can’t remember because I’m like Sam from Cheers in that I need a song to jog the brain juices)
Thanks. Thanks! Thanks. (each of us said a different “Thanks”)
Bye. Bye! Bye! (and again – a different voice for each “Bye.”)
Trust me, it was cool and adorable and you have no imagination at all if you can’t see that.
Anyway, at one point, this was the voice message you’d have gotten had you called me:
“Hi, you’ve reached the official voice mail of Kristi. I screen calls because sometimes, people call me and I don’t want to talk to them.
If I don’t call you back, it’s you.”
I’m thankful that I had the great experience of the latest technology back in the 80’s and also thankful that I’m no longer such a bitch. Today, I just hit “decline” on my phone and they never know.
Oh and I totally want to talk to YOU! Just, er, you know, sometimes I’m in meetings and stuff…