(Not to be confused with those zombie movies by a similar title...)
When I was not yet born, my mother made me a pillow. It is about the size of a travel pillow. She put a cute little pillowcase on it with circus animals on it to match my room. I am still terrified of clowns to this day, but that is another story...
Along I came and this pillow, whom I called "Po", was always with me. When I was sucking my thumb, I would hold the po up to my face and try to hide what I was doing. The po often did not smell very good and I would have a fit when he was washed. I mean, I spent all that time making it smell the way I liked it, right?
Po followed me around to many houses, even states, and then off to college. Po had many pillow cases sewn on him.
My step-dad threatened to sew Po to the train on my wedding dress. I fooled him, I didn't have a train!
In college it was time for a new case and I had fabric left over from a sorority thing. So I made him a case myself, and hand stitched the whole thing.
This last year, poor po has really lost his fluff-ness. He was made from a big piece of foam, not stuffing. Over the years, the foam has loosened and probably just bio-degraded within the cases sewn on.
Po is lumpy.
Po is also a little dingy. Remember that "I don't like to wash the po?" That still applies.
Po has some issues with this stiching.
And you can even see a pillow case from the past.
See the lace?
Last night, I retired the Po. He will be in my nightstand drawer, just in case I need him after a nightmare or a bad day. But I am afraid that if I keep using him night after night, he will fall completely apart.
Last night, I slept like crap.
Po is my woobie. (please watch Mr. Mom right now if you don't know what that is.)
I told Lee last night and he said "Well buy another small pillow and stink it up and it will be fine."
Men don't understand.
I also made the cupcakes, which are one of my favorites. This round I used organic strawberry preserves for the dollop of jelly on the top...
Got Milk?
That is my grandmother, who not only drank her coffee but most of my mom's!
If you look over my mom's shoulder - you see my mecca - JCrew...
Today Lee and I added the leftover travertine from the kitchen. The netting is to keep the dogs from running through it and to keep the birds out once the tomatoes start growing.
That is my watering can. The funniest thing about this is that i hate squirrels because they mess up my flower bed in the front. This was a gift from my mother-in-law. So now it shall be used to water my new garden.
Po is also a little dingy. Remember that "I don't like to wash the po?" That still applies.
And you can even see a pillow case from the past.
See the lace?
If we don't pick them up, Teddy will take those boxers to the living room and put them in the window for the mailman to admire. This is why my bathtub serves as the laundry basket in the mornings! I don't need my panties (and ladies, you don't always wear the prettiest ones you have to bed...) on the window....
So whether I am putting on makeup, blow drying my hair, or brushing my teeth, I have to throw a toy. How could you resist that face??
depending on your level of depression or sweet tooth - add a scoop of vanilla ice cream.
