Here he is "hidden" among the tabletop RPG books, plotting evil things to befall our characters.
Speaking of playing hide and seek... I bought this Grumpy Cat for my husband several Easters ago as part of a scavenger hunt to cheer him up. Since then this plush has also been hidden around the house in a myriad of locations. My favorite was when I hid him in the kitchen cupboard, and my husband, in his half-awake stupor, opened the cabinet door, grabbed out a cereal bowl, closed the cabinet door, stopped, opened back up the cabinet door, and *then* burst out laughing as it finally registered. Here he is "hidden" among the tabletop RPG books, plotting evil things to befall our characters. My husband also had to go on business trips with his last job, so if his carry on bag was big enough, I would sneak Grumpy Cat inside as a stowaway. On this particular trip he was only taking a change of clothes in a messenger bag, so I took a photograph of Grumpy Cat attempting to fit inside, printed out the photo on computer paper, wrote "Wish we could go with you! Love, Wiffy and Grumpy Cat ::heart::" at the bottom, hid the printout in his bag in the folder with his travel documents, and clipped a "Secret Note inside, open with care. ::heart::" post-it to the outside of the folder.
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Last month I was joking with him about liking spoopy Halloween things more than scary Halloween things, and the conversation somehow ended with me imitating wiggle-dancing ghost pumpkins.
I came home from choir practice to find this rather shocked looking ghost pumpkin sitting in my computer chair. Alas though the pumpkin now really has shuffled off this mortal coil because we ate it, the paper face has taken on a life of its own these last few weeks. It started with me sticking it to the giant manta ray plush that lives on our bed, then we both started moving it around the house and hiding it for each other to find - on the milk jug in the fridge, in my t-shirt drawer, on his computer tower, in the dish cupboard, on the hallway mirror at face level, hidden behind the cereal boxes, inside my husband's lunchbox, floating behind his starship collection, incorporated into the wall art in the living room, etc. I'm not sure we can top where it is right now, so I think it will live there for the foreseeable future (followup pic to come on day 401). [a very shocked face drawn in sharpie on a rounded rectangle of white paper, taped to an heirloom green pumpkin/winter squash, resting on a paper towel, sitting in my computer chair] Several months back I splurged and treated myself to a round of gourmet foodstuffs from nuts.com, including bubble tea mix, raw peanuts for boiling, and a huge bag of lemon snaps.
Because I have absolutely zero self control and was demolishing the snaps at an alarming rate, I asked my husband to cut me off. Even if I begged. Even if I pleaded. Even if I said "I'm an adult and I can do what I want!" This was his solution... [note taped to the bag of snaps that says "NO." in huge letters, accompanied by a chibi drawing of himself standing between two of the nuts.com avatars. They all look appropriately grumpy] It just so happens to be our 7th anniversary today. For this illustrious occasion, I present this romantic orange juice container... No, seriously. The side of the orange juice carton had a fill-in-the-blank section titled "Grab a marker and tell a parent they're #doingood." He proceeded to cross out the word "parent" and replace it with "wife," then filled in the blanks as follows: "Dear Shannon, you are the best Wiffy ever! You have taught me to be a cat. I am so purroud to have you in my life. You're #doingood Love, Meow" Bonus! Here is an anniversary note from a few years back that never got posted.
[photograph of me bundled up in the scarf he hates, yet is still romantic because I bought it the weekend he proposed. It is ringed by the text "Happy Anniversary! I love you, my dearest Hoosbandito. You are my best friend, my passion, my comfort, my dream, my support, my joy, my stimulation, my muse, my wisdom, my ::heart emoji::"] Brain: "You should draw a note referencing the dumb frog noises that were an inside joke last night!"
Also Brain: "...but you only have 60 seconds to do it!" Also Also Brain: "...and you'll suddenly forget what frogs look like!" [marker doodle of something almost suggesting a frog going "Ri-bbat Ri-bbat"] I'm pretty sure I drew this doubled-sided note on a stupidly hot day when it seemed like the weather was out to kill us. ["Introducing the newest member of the Supreme League of Ultimate Evil... Sun Tzu!": pen and marker drawing of an angry-looking sun with an evil eye patch and a Van Dyke beard] ["and his side kick, Humidity Boy! ::music notes:: dun dun DUUUUN": pen and marker drawing of a bucktoothed water drop with wonky eyes and a "Heh HEH heH hEh HEH!" laugh]
This note was inspired by an anecdote from my husband's teenage years. It involved a music teacher, a circle drawn on a whiteboard, and a series of Christmas carol puns. He asked me to draw a note referencing the story, specifically requesting "heavenly peas." I have tried my best.
[two angelic peas with wings and halos fly around an open pod containing three sleepy-faced peas] The final Butt Week post, and it requires a story...
This note is a direct result of how we store bread: I was taught by my middle school science teacher that keeping the ends on the bread when you store it helps preserve the life of the loaf and inhibit hyphae from growing. So that's what I do, which means the two butts of the bread are always the last slices in the bag. To try and avoid this, my husband takes a more rational approach. If he gets to the last four slices before I do, he pairs them off into two sets of end+middle. Now you would think I would have adopted his policy by now, seeing as it is by far the more superior sandwich-making method, but I (being the crass and unusual person I am) delight in making double butt sandwiches. I delight in calling them "double butt sandwiches." I especially delight in making double butt sandwiches for him, and since I am almost always the person packing his lunch, he gets them a lot. It annoys him, so I made this note to soften the blow the last time I packed one. The note references the Double Rainbow video. [pen and colored pencil drawing of a double rainbow with a butt at each end, surrounded by the text "Woo!" "Woo!" "Double Butt, so intense!" "Ah! Ah! It's so beautiful!"] This Butt Week doodle needs some explaining...
For the past year or so, I've kept seeing cute animal butts featured as fashion-forward designs - from this item I picked up in my Love Nikki tablet game, to this Neko Atsume phone charm at AnimeNEXT (yes I bought it and it's currently on my phone), to these cat butt coasters on Etsy, to this set of cat butt magnets, to merch from my fave webcomics artists. It seems like animal butt motifs are on trend as the newest craze, bridging that fine line between adorable and edgy. I decided, though, that there wasn't enough variety in the products offered. Where were the fish butts, the dragon butts, the bear butts? This note corrects that oversight. [digital drawing of 8 cartoon animal butts including a bear, horse, deer, fish, and dragon] |
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