Remember this week when I talked about Geraldo the Giraffe and a bunch of you encouraged me to make a kickstarter so I could buy him? Well, I can’t do that because it feels selfish to have people buy me a giant metal giraffe. Mostly because yesterday I bought something so awesome that it makes my heart hurt and I really want to show it to you but I also want to surprise you because that will make Victor less likely to cancel all of my credit cards before the payment goes through. Here’s a hint though…it looks like something straight out of Narnia. AND IT IS MAGICAL.
And speaking of magical, a lot of you asked for this.
If you buy one I promise that all profits will go to buying incredibly stupid and ridiculous things that will make people laugh and also make them extremely thankful they don’t live with me. Or if you want to make your own with glittery puff-paint, do that. That’s the awesome thing about being magical. Magical people make great t-shirts. Plus, even if the t-shirt looks fucked up it still works because it’s (un)intentionally broken.
PS. I’m taking my kid on a weekend mother-daughter camping trip because she insisted it would make for great bonding and that I need to get out of the house more. We’re assigned to stay in a cabin with strangers next to a lake. All I can think of is serial killer movies. I’m bringing my own self-defense axe.
PPS. She just told me they also have kayaking. I think I prefer serial killers.