feisty first ladies

Totally excited about Two Paperdolls' latest project - The American Alliance of Unpaid Public Servants. It celebrates the fiery pistols we've had as First Ladies here in the States. More info about the exhibit (Art in the Age, 116 North 3rd Street, Philadelphia):
Two Paperdolls has always celebrated the vital roles women play in our society. In light of the upcoming President's day holiday, our team of illustrators, designers, and pressmen will celebrate the First Ladies of the United States in the way we do best.

On Febraury 1st, we will transform Art in the Age into a historical tribute to these remarkable women. The exhibition will include a series of letterpress posters, designed and printed exclusively for the occasion by Two Paperdolls. The exhibition will also include a working Chandler & Price Platen press from the early 1900's. Join Two Paperdolls to mark our appreciation and admiration of these unpaid, but beloved public servants, paying them the tribute they deserve.

This series reminds me of the Presidential Pretties that Ruby, Angela and I made a few years ago. Though not letterpressed, we did seek to uplift and...uh...decorate existing portraits of former US Presidents using their own words and glitter. Lots of glitter.

An appropriate comparison, if I do say so myself.

567 hearts

I hate to expose the surprise, but for the first time since childhood I'm sending valentines. It's important to document this momentous occasion - and to share the idea with all of you, just in case you'd like to make some of your own. On Saturday I sat at my craft desk digging through my paper stash, cutting felt and paper and everything else red or pink in my apartment into various shapes indicating love. It ended in an Edward Scissorhands-esque moment of frustration, with felt, paper, ribbon and everything else in my path into tiny little bits of pinking-sheared bits. I just decided to stop and wait for something to come to me.

On Sunday, after grocery shopping and other errands, we stopped at the craft store. I was hoping to pick up some knitting needles that I need for a project, but their selection was appalling. So instead I wandered to the Martha Stewart section, remembering a valentine project I saw on Pugly Pixel**. The die cut was on the shelf, and my creativity was still in the crapper, so I decided that I would do what I could to make Katrina's idea work for me instead of beating myself up over a lack of creativity. I grabbed some cardstock, sticky dots, and scored at the dollar bin with a whole alphabet stamp in a really sweet font. The rest of the necessary supplies I had at home.

Yesterday I punched, counted, measured, cut and constructed 27 valentines for my nearest and dearest. 567 hearts (my hands ache). But it's done and I love them. The front of the valentine gives the recipient an idea of what they're supposed to do with the package contained within. Inside, 20 hearts and six feet of baker's twine, wrapped up in a little treat bag and adhered to the card with a kraft sticker with a little love stamped upon it. On each card I'll include a little note with instructions (for the less crafty folks I might know...) and a little note of love and appreciation. I have a lot to be grateful for these days, and a lot of that is because of the great friends and family I have supporting me. I hope they enjoy these little tokens as much as I love them.

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** Pugly Pixel is basically my favorite place to visit. Katrina's brain is exploding with ideas and creativity, and she so generously shares ideas and tips with her readership, almost on a daily basis. I am truly indebted to her for coming up with the heart garland idea. It saved Valentine's Day!

stationery

After some time seriously rearranging and organizing the guest list, we are ready to send out our Save the Dates. OMG. Though I plan to write much more about my experiences with all of our wedding vendors, I want to give special acknowledgment to our stationer, Jess from Magpie Paper Works. She is by far the best person I have ever worked with on any project...ever. No really. She is patient, kind, creative, generous, full of energy, open, welcoming, loving and organized. She also has incredible handwriting, which is important to me. My priorities are...interesting!

We searched low and high for affordable, well-designed, creative and unique stationery as it is the Most Important Thing For Me when it comes to this wedding planning business. When I found Magpie, I prayed with all my might that she would be willing to work with a quirky queer couple like Em and me. She was. In fact, she was enthusiastic about it. It was such a relief, and the evolution of the process has indicated that we made the perfect choice for us. So after we find a cooperative post office (requesting hand cancelling in the Northern Virginia area seems to be akin to asking a stranger if they'll rub lotion on your feet or something equally painful/gross), these lovely customized postcards will be winging their way into the mailboxes of our nearest and dearest. This means things are real, kids. And I couldn't be more excited.

celebrating birthdays

One of my brother's resolutions for 2012 was to give up Facebook. A noble goal, I said, wincing. As he sat at my dining room table the day after Christmas, furiously writing down the birthdays of his nearest and dearest, it occurred to me that I couldn't do what he's doing. Cold turkey? It sounds painful! I could change something about how I engage, though. I could be more conscious about connecting outside of social networking, splitting time evenly (if not disproportionately in favor of real-time) between the two. This seemed reasonable.

In my craft room sits two boxes full of stationery. Beautiful letterpress and high quality printed cards, notepads, envelopes, and everything else I would possibly need to send my loved ones little notes now and then. What I never invest in with any regularity is the birthday card. I buy or make them for my parents, my brother, Em and my immediate in-laws and closest friends. I spent countless hours addressing, writing and mailing holiday cards to everyone under the sun, though. Why couldn't I put the same energy into celebrating the birth of each of of my family and friends as much as I delight in celebrating the birth of the Baby Santa?

I don't make resolutions, but I always try to do better than the year before. In 2012, I will be sending out birthday cards. I will try to send them to as many people as I can, but will be focusing on my immediate and extended family and closest friends first. I will sit down and take time to write something meaningful, brief or long-winded (I'm good at both), apply the stamp and send the greeting on its way. My hope is that I can do my part to put onto paper the sentiments contained within my heart. The holiday cards I mailed were sent without expectation, and I continue to be overwhelmed by the number of cards we received in response. I have no expectation of a return on my birthday card investment, which is the most exciting part. I'm just doing good things because it makes me feel good. Wish me luck!

cookie party 2011

A few photos from the quiet serenity pre-Cookie Party 2011. It was such a good day.

You'll also notice the new installation on the wall above the dining room table. It's my collection of vintage cookie cutters, neatly organized on the wall with straight pins, and surrounded by an empty frame. Em was the genius behind it, I was responsible for executing it artistically. It's on its way down now, and will spend nine or so months every year serving a different purpose. I'll update you with that project soon.


Can it be Christmas again, please?

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I would ask you to pardon my tower of recycling in the second picture, but I'm saving the world with that pile, so enjoy it!

snow-oh-oh-oh-oh

It snowed yesterday. For the first time since October. It pushed 60 degrees on Christmas, and I've been relatively certain that I wouldn't see my sweet, sweet snow at all this year. I even told my future mother-in-law yesterday that I needed to see snow before Spring hit. And then it appears! Climate change is a strange, strange beast.

I enjoyed watching the fluffy stuff fall from the sky. Seamus...not so much.

perfunctory?

I wanted to call this post "Suffering the Indignity of the Registry". The idea that I would be creating a registry, or more than one, has been something I've had trouble coping with since we started this whole wedding planning thing. When I look in our kitchen, I realize we have everything we need. Comparatively, we probably have two to three times the average kitchen. Ten years ago, I lived in Switzerland where people of all income brackets live happily with significantly less stuff** than the American home, and I was always adequately amused, cared for and fed during my tenure there. So being overly concerned about the color/pattern of my tea cups, the need for multiple tongs, seems forced and trite. I'm enough of a socialist to know that there are bigger issues to be concerned with, the least of which is our ability to decide between an oval or octagonal platter.

The allure of American consumerism is its most rabid when it comes to weddings, though. The expectation that a couple create, or recreate, the illusion of not having anything they need is something that I struggle with whenever someone close to me gets married. "Oh really? You don't have a toaster?"*** I wind up diverting from the registry when purchasing the seemingly required gift because I'm so angry about supporting what I perceive to be a lie. "You have a toaster, fool!" This tension within me doesn't go unresolved, though, when it comes to my own wedding. I do what any reasonable person would do and I ask my friends, who are all more or less in the same income bracket as Em and me. The majority of my inquires have been met with a resounding "DO IT" from my nearest and dearest, and consequently I sigh with annoyance at the thought. Basically what we're being encouraged to do is request things that we don't have, don't really need, things that would either upgrade what we already have or fill in holes that would be nice but are certainly not required. All for getting married? Wow.

Interestingly enough, I have no trouble knowing what I like and creating wishlists in order to track my dream acquisitions. I use Pinterest for that, mostly, but I do maintain various documents tracking things I'd like to get, from baking dishes to yarn. I'm not afraid of identifying a want, setting a goal and acquiring it for myself. This is how I was raised, actually. Christmas and birthday gifts had to, on some level, fulfill a need. My brother and I got underwear, pajamas, socks and books for holidays/birthdays in addition to the frippery. We were raised to appreciate these gifts of necessity, and in turn we grew used to expecting them. Gleefully. Thus, asking friends and family to cater to our Wants rather than our Needs is a genuinely problematic experience for me. I suck at being greedy.

We decided to take the closest thing to a middle ground. We have registered in a few places, trying to carefully select things that were basic and useful as well as things that satisfied the guests who might fall under the fun and "treat yourself" contingent. On our website, we truthfully and genuinely stated that we had no expectation of gifts, as we have established a completely warm and full home together, but that each gift comes with an invitation of dinner cooked by us for the person who decides to share so generously with us. And then we did what satisfies our consciences - we posted links to two charitable organizations that serve greater goods so that our guests could donate money in their names or ours. In Seamus' honor, the Mid-Atlantic Pug Rescue, and in honor of all LGBTQ people fighting for the right to legal, federally recognized marriage for all people, Freedom to Marry. Our guests are encouraged to do whatever satisfies their conscience, rather than feeling pressured by a singular option.

Did we find the perfect solution? No. Probably not. But we found the solution that we can stand behind. I am willing to eat crow with regard to all of the registries (and people) I criticized so harshly over the years. I know that there are people out there who expect the gifts, and I also know that there are people who need the gifts. There are also people like Em and me, or many of our friends, who felt cornered by the WIC (Wedding Industrial Complex) to jump on board. What I've learned, I think, is that there is absolutely only one right way to handle the conundrum of the wedding registry - do whatever is right For You. Listen to yourself, be honest, accept that this is not just about you (even though it is about you) and that people do want to celebrate your union and that might take the form of a serving bowl, don't expect anything but appreciate everything, and do whatever makes you feel the most comfortable.

Come October, will I still feel settled into the same conclusion? It's hard to say. For now, the stress and angst has been resolved and I feel as settled as I can about it all.

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** Stuff, not money. Heh.
*** Hilariously enough, we don't have a toaster. In the battle of kitchen counter space, our Kitchen Aid mixer has always remained victorious.

puddin'

The new It Food? Pudding. I'm putting my money on it. Creamy, homemade, rich, comforting, smooth, delightful, chocolatey, vanilla-y, whatever-flavor-you-like-y. It's versatile, it's simple, and you don't need a lot of fancy equipment. Grab some inexpensive teacups or custard dishes at the local second-hand shop. This isn't a sophisticated tart, my friends. It's just good, wholesome deliciousness. Here are a few puddings on my Must Make list, from top left, clockwise:
I've started adding pudding recipes I'd like to try to my puddin' cup Pinterest board. Do you have a favorite pudding recipe?

our year

Hello there, 2012. I knew you were coming, but I feel hardly prepared for your arrival.

Every Christmas Eve, I have a quiet moment with myself and feel sad that my favorite season is almost over. The idea that I'll have to wait 365 days to get there again feels almost like the worst kind of misery. Just for a few minutes, mind you, but it's there. And then I trudge on and celebrate my favorite day with family and friends, then skate on through to the New Year on a glittery, evergreen-scented high. By January 1, I feel triumphant and kind of tired.

The exciting part of 2012 is that there will be two Big Shows for me to joyously anticipate. Christmas will happen again, as it always does. And, I'm getting married. To my best friend. On the 13th of October. I wanted to write more than I did last year about the planning and ideas I had for our special day, but I quickly found myself overwhelmed. So I took a healthy step back and allowed things to unfold as organically as possible. It was a good idea.

We're now standing, braced and ready to get things started. The one thing we stopped and did just before the one year mark was have our engagement photos taken. Our friend Pang Tubhirun is a fantastic photographer and she happens to live in one of our favorite towns, so on the way back from our friend's wedding, we put on our [casual] finest and wandered around Shepherdstown, WV with our personal paparazzi smiling and posing and mostly feeling cute. What you see above are our favorites from the session.

I love the photo of us smooching under the tree in front of the library, and the photo of us reading is doubly hilarious because I'm reading Mormon Cooking. The final photo, however, was our favorite. See, one of our Secret Couple Behaviors is to slow dance at random moments, as we pass by one another in the kitchen or getting ready in the morning. I am usually singing Minnie Riperton's Loving You and Em is usually cracking up. So to accidentally stumble into a photo that so expertly captures our silly and special and adoring Us-ness means the world to me. Hooray 2012!

this christmas

The month of December has been an absolute blur. I genuinely wanted to do MORE, but that never happens. Part of the overwhelming joy I derive from this season is being in it rather than creating it. We're now only a few days away from the Big Show and I couldn't be more excited to hug my parents and enjoy more time with my brother and shower Em with glittery peppermint kisses and hug my future in-laws and hug my best pals and go to midnight mass and just twirl around in it all.

December wasn't also without some sadness, though. After close to two years of fighting ovarian cancer, Nicole (for whom I created the fiercegrrl fund, if you remember) passed away. Her passing has weighed heavy on my mind and heart. I hadn't spoken to her since March, after a challenging and heartbreaking change to our friendship. It's been profoundly difficult processing the magnitude of my feelings; I wasn't there for quite a lot of her more difficult months, weeks and days. It's really solidified for me the intensity of friendships, however. Whether you see them or you don't, whether you speak regularly or not at all, there are people who weave themselves in your heart and you carry them with you forever. I wish her peace like she never knew on this Earth, and rest, and an abundance of glittery pink craft supplies.

The Annual Cookie Party went off without a hitch, by the way. It is quickly becoming my favorite thing ever. Despite seven straight hours of cookie baking on Saturday night, including some delirious fights between Em and me at 1:30am about cookie shapes and baking times, it was a wonderful day. Twenty or so friends stopped by, including baby Bella (who let me snorgle her a little bit, despite her 17-months-going-on-17-years independent streak), and there were so many sprinkles. So many. I have incredibly creative friends and I genuinely delight in what they create year to year. Em made an incredible Bruins hat, for example. Joel created a DC sandwich, layering sprinkles and icing until his cookie sandwich stood approximately four inches tall. Ruby made me a disco bear, complete with side-swiped bangs and a hot pink glittery dress. Stacey made Bart and Lisa Simpson. and so on. I told my gals that I want the Cookie Party to become one of those events that has people clamoring to attend. Every year I grow closer to making this happen. I hope to have some pictures from it after the new year. No time for editing right now.

I'm winding down the crafty projects for gift giving. A knitting project for one guy and stitching Angry Birds ornaments for my future mother-in-law. Almost every gift is wrapped and nestled under the tree. There is so much warmth and love in my house right now. I feel like I did Christmas right this year. I decided that, just like wedding blogs, I needed to step off the Idea Train and focus on what I love. This means that my gifts are wrapped with Hallmark and elementary school fundraiser paper, my stockings aren't handmade but monogrammed nonetheless and my tree is fake and filled with ornaments I cherish. I love the Christmas my parents created for me year after year and this is the year I embraced it fully. This is my Christmas.

Happy Holidays to you and yours, folks. I'll be back in 2012 with more and better. Until then, this is Meaghan, out!
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