Mallory showed me this yesterday.
This is actually a pretty dangerous habit.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
If you can imitate a Russian accent and you can speak Pig Latin then you should do them both at the same time. This will sound legit.
Dinosaur day is the Saturday closest to July 17th and it is celebrated by learning about dinosaurs, making dinosaur things, eating dinosaur shaped food items and watching dinosaur movies. I know, I know, it is definitely the best holiday.
I spent Dinosaur Day 2011 with my dinosaur-loving buddy Mallory Jan. We found some toy dinosaurs at the thrift store and it is kind of an unwritten rule that if you find toy dinosaurs on dinosaur day you have to take a picture of it. With your face. You get to chose the mood of the photograph.
Mallory nailed adorable.
I attempted ferocious.
Dinosaurs make people hella craftsy. It is pretty much inexplicable but true. You can go look it up in a book. Mallory made me a super sweet cross-stitch that has probably given her arthritis for the rest of her life.
I made a wooden puzzle because that is all I know to do. I made it like the puzzle from Dinosaur Day 2010 but with the dinosaurs much more densely packed and the pieces cut more finely and precisely. (I fancy I’ve gotten much better at puzzle making since last year.) I even put in a secret message.
Mallory and I also spent some time on Dinosaur Day proper designing and sewing matching stegosaurus crew-necks. Well, I mean, we didn’t actually sew the crew-necks so much as we sewed things onto the crew-necks. Like, for example, super colorful stegosauruses. We drew them and got fabric and cut it and then pieced everything together using a zig-zag stitch and some iron-on.
Probably right now you are wishing that you had participated in Dinosaur Day 2011. Well, too bad. That ship has sailed and there is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Seriously stop it, ya big baby. Sheesh! Besides, you can totally take heart because Dinosaur Day 2012 is practically here already! Get ready because I am pretty sure I read something about how the Mayans predicted it will be AWESOME.
It took me about four minutes and my car screeched like a wounded velociraptor as I cranked the steering wheel back and forth, but I think it’s official.
I am a parallel parking master.
