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File this under "things I want but probably won't ever buy because ordering things from the states costs an arm and a leg thanks to the decline of the CAD":
Nikki McClure 2009 Wall Calendar
I'm fascinated by the artwork. The April illustration is my favourite.
This Jill Bliss calendar is equally as whimsical and also wonderful.
I have to wonder, though, why February (my birth month) always gets the short end of the stick in calendars. The illustration and pictures are never as good as those found in other months. I suppose the reason being is that nothing really good is associated with February. Cold, blistery weather that leaves you itching for spring. Mild depression because you're so sick of winter since you've been dealing with it since November. Valentine's Day (even when I was in relationships, I never liked Valentine's Day. I know it sounds odd coming from someone who LOVES Christmas like nobody's business, but I can't stand V-Day). My birthday, which signals the waning of my youth with every passing year (I'm due for my quarter-life crisis next year).
Yeah, February isn't the greatest month. So why not make it a tad better by ensuring that February gets a nice calendar photo?
Poor February. Which, by extension, means poor me. I accept sympathy in many forms. I'm just joking about the "poor me" thing.
Has anyone else noticed that their energy levels have declined now that winter has set in? I'm having a harder time getting out of bed these days. All I want to do is sleep in and be a bum. I guess I should start popping more Vitamin D, because I think the lack of sunlight really is affecting me.
Me wanting to stay in bed all day could also be the result of a recent purchase of mine: a heating blanket! It wasn't too expensive ($69) and dear lord, it's a godsend. Never before have I experienced something so wonderful. I put it under my duvet and turn it on while I wash up for bed (floss floss floss, brush brush brush). When I'm all good and ready, I snuggle into a nice warm bed. Seriously, I could care less about potential radiation/whatever dangers come with heated blankets; it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. If it's especially cold out, I can leave it on after I fall asleep since it automatically shuts off after 3 hours. S'wonderful! I'm snug as a bug.
Nikki McClure 2009 Wall Calendar
I'm fascinated by the artwork. The April illustration is my favourite.
This Jill Bliss calendar is equally as whimsical and also wonderful.
I have to wonder, though, why February (my birth month) always gets the short end of the stick in calendars. The illustration and pictures are never as good as those found in other months. I suppose the reason being is that nothing really good is associated with February. Cold, blistery weather that leaves you itching for spring. Mild depression because you're so sick of winter since you've been dealing with it since November. Valentine's Day (even when I was in relationships, I never liked Valentine's Day. I know it sounds odd coming from someone who LOVES Christmas like nobody's business, but I can't stand V-Day). My birthday, which signals the waning of my youth with every passing year (I'm due for my quarter-life crisis next year).
Yeah, February isn't the greatest month. So why not make it a tad better by ensuring that February gets a nice calendar photo?
Poor February. Which, by extension, means poor me. I accept sympathy in many forms. I'm just joking about the "poor me" thing.
Has anyone else noticed that their energy levels have declined now that winter has set in? I'm having a harder time getting out of bed these days. All I want to do is sleep in and be a bum. I guess I should start popping more Vitamin D, because I think the lack of sunlight really is affecting me.
Me wanting to stay in bed all day could also be the result of a recent purchase of mine: a heating blanket! It wasn't too expensive ($69) and dear lord, it's a godsend. Never before have I experienced something so wonderful. I put it under my duvet and turn it on while I wash up for bed (floss floss floss, brush brush brush). When I'm all good and ready, I snuggle into a nice warm bed. Seriously, I could care less about potential radiation/whatever dangers come with heated blankets; it's the most wonderful feeling in the world. If it's especially cold out, I can leave it on after I fall asleep since it automatically shuts off after 3 hours. S'wonderful! I'm snug as a bug.