Filed under: The Job | Tags: Al Ward book cover, book cover contest, photoshop contest, Photoshop for Right-Brainers, Wiley Design Challenge
Calling all graphic designers, Photoshop fans, and budding artists…unless you’re my husband, siblings, or Mom.
The Tech Marketing team at Wiley just launched the Wiley Design Challenge as part of our Adobe CS4 promotion. Photoshop users and designers will have a chance to win their way onto a Wiley book cover and have their design featured on a nationally distributed book and in our book promotions. Plus, there’s cash prizes, free books, and SmugMug memberships for other winners!
Think you have what it takes to design the next cover for author Al Ward’s Photoshop for Right-Brainers: The Art of Photomanipulation, 3rd Edition? Looking for an outlet for all the pent up creativity? Just like winning stuff?
Then visit the Wiley Design Challenge website and check out the contest rules.
What? You don’t have a creative bone in your body? You don’t even know what Photoshop is? You’re my Mom and just like seeing pictures of your kid on the Internet?
Then take a look at the judges page to see The Blonde in all her ridiculous Photoshop glory.
Filed under: The Husband | Tags: Mariska Hargitay, Namaste, The Love Guru, yoga
Video Yoga Instructor: Namaste.
Spider-Husband: Imastud.
Me: Did you just say “I’m a stud?”
Spider-Husband: Uh, Mariska Hargitay.
Me: Great, “The Love Guru” warrants quoting now. Even better.
Filed under: The Adventures, The Peeps | Tags: 8 Minute Abs, exercise videos, working out
So, it’s possible that I may be the only person left on earth who actually owns the 8 Minute Abs workout tape. In fact, I was such a fan that I own not only the VHS version of the workout, but a more recent DVD version with the bonus 8 Minute Arms workout, too. After too many close calls with my aging VCR, I couldn’t risk not having a back up on hand.
There was a time when Mama Z and I sprawled out on our ugly grey apartment carpeting daily to basic crunch, push through, and toe touch our way to rock hard, er slightly less distended, abs with Jaime Brenkus and his two faithful exercise pals. And, after several weeks of hard work and dedication, we totally rocked that workout.
We knew every move by heart. We could recite Jaime’s entire dialogue at a moment’s notice. We laughed and mocked when our then boyfriends, Papa Z and Spider-Husband, had to take a breather mid-tape. It was awesome.
Sadly, that time has long since passed.
This evening Spider-Husband and I decided to revisit the glory days and bust out the 8 Minute Abs DVD. After all, “these exercises are safe, effective, and they are fun!”
Yeah, not so much.
Filed under: The Adventures, The Blonde, The Husband | Tags: ladies wallet, leather anniversary, leather anniversary gifts, lime green wallet, third anniversary
I’ll admit it. The leather anniversary caused me a shitload of anxiety.
And, it wasn’t just over what to buy Spider-Husband.
I was way more frightened of what gift o’ leather I might receive than the gift I would give. We’re not exactly leather people. We’re more of a faux fashion family, which is challenging enough with out dragging ourselves down to the level of pleather. I mean, really, we do have some pride.
So after reviewing what options were out there, then eliminating shoes, belts, watchbands, briefcases, day planners, and all the other stuff I don’t use from the list, the only leather items left were more appropriate for the biker in The Village People or, even more disturbing, the Pulp Fiction Gimp, neither of which exactly scream “Happy Anniversary Hon’!”
I was seriously concerned. And as usual…I was proven wrong.
I present Spider-Husband, anniversary gift purchaser extraordinaire, who also thought of shoes, belts, and I probably don’t want to know what else before deciding on a wallet for his Blonde bride.
And, I’m not talking just any old wallet here, but a super-cool lime green wallet with a tres hip multi-colored liner and lots of slots to put your stuff:
And before you ask…it’s nothing like the one I already owned.
Damn you Spider-Husband. You are again victorious.
At least until our fruit and flowers anniversary…then I will reign supreme.
Filed under: The Disaster Twins | Tags: dogs, dogs chewing carpet, The Disaster Twins
Our brief dalliance with full-scale puppy liberation has come to an abrupt halt…and after only two weeks.
The Disaster Twins are getting close to turning two this year and have been behaving like somewhat civilized creatures here of late, so their Doggy Daddy and I have been experimenting with leaving them out of their cages while we’re away for increasing periods of time. After several multiple hour tests, the girls were at last freed from their cages for the entire time we were away at work.
And, for ten whole business days, we’d never been prouder of our sweet baby chows. Until, that is, we left to eat breakfast out on a Saturday morning, and came home to this:
Really, ladies…is this what our relationship has come to?
You have an entire house full of things to chew on, and you manage to eat the one thing that we have neither the money or any imminent plan to replace any time in the near future. I mean have you seen Daddy’s black velour pimp couch? Momma’s been looking for excuses to get that bad boy replaced for years. Maybe a nibble on the armrest or a unfortunate snag on his favorite seat cushion?
Or how ’bout dining on some of that big girl dog food that you’ve managed to scatter across the kitchen floor in mock protest of finally being completely transitioned from puppy food to adult cuisine?
Seriously. Help me out here, girls. No one fought harder for the rights of the Puppy Liberation Front than your Mom.
Alas, your newly-earned Chow Chow liberties have been rescinded…at least for this week.
