Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Peep this

Here's your taste of our new products slated for release mid-September:

Crazy mutha...

Shauna Sands' idea of a day at the beach with the fam:


I mean, really?

I guess you do what ya gotta do when your last film credit was as 'jacuzzi woman' in a movie called Succubus: Hell Bent.

Friday, August 22, 2008

can I get an 'amen'....

Go here and see the complete card lineup offered by JunkMail Greetings. I finally finished the 'shop' page and updated all of our new titles. I did it. It ain't pretty. It ain't all that organized. But it's done, y'all.

And the free shipping is still rockin' the heezy.

By the end of September, we'll be adding our Christmas lineup. Lee and I narrowed down our selection and the designs are looking amazing. I can assure you, you won't be disappointed when you see the final products....

There will also be an addition to the JunkMail family: [defined]. [defined] is the softer side of JMG and will be added to the 'shop' page in mid-September.

And I Thought It Was Called A *Pacifier*...

Yeah, we're traipsing back down a road already travelled.

And you hear advice from all sides.  "Oh, you're bringing the kid to bed with you?  You've got to put a stop to that."  And then I look in the magazines and catalogues showing all kinds of "co-sleeping" paraphernalia and I figure I can't be the only one.  There can't be an entire industry revolving around the hope that I'm going to slip up again.

It might seem short-sighted, but honestly, at 3 am, I'm really not very forward-thinking.  All I really know is that if he's left alone he'll probably groan and whimper and make me get up at least five or six times, over half an hour, before he  finally falls asleep.  In bed, he cuddles up and I can usually get him down in five minutes.

So, last night the kid is sleeping with us ( The point of the whole previous diatribe is to let you know that I'm aware that you're frowning now, but I don't care.)   but he's not actually asleep yet.  I hear the familiar clink of the soother falling and then the snorting as he starts to root around for it.  In the dark, I feel around for it, then feel around for a face, then feel around for a mouth, then try to give back the soother. 

There's a bit of resistance. 

And then Carol says, "If you try to jam that thing in my face again, I'm going to punch you in the head."

She's not much of a morning person, but she's *really* not much of a 3-in-the-morning person.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Promises, promises...

Life's been pretty hectic in the Lee household as of late. The little one is a beautiful ball of colicky goodness, the big one insists on traipsing into our bedroom at about 5:15 every morning armed with a *giant* body pillow and feather duvet demanding, "TV! TV!"

Such delightfully good times.


With that said, yes, the website is a bit behind in updates. I have so many new cards to list. Like this one:

....and these:

And a bunch more, but I haven't the time or patience (with Blogger) to upload them all. I promise they'll be up in a few days.

In other news, my new studio is getting a new floor (yay) and we picked up more storage shelves to house the now obscene amount of product and supplies taking up my old space. I'll be sad to see my old space go because it's got a beautiful view overlooking our lake (you may hate me now...), but the new one has a BILLION times more space and potential --- even if it is a bit dungeon-y.

Your task for the day: go read up on my old-hometown mayor's highjinks. Sad and funny at the same time.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Had my 6-week post-partum doctor's visit yesterday and the conversation went something like this:

Doc: "You're all set. Any questions? Everything going okay?"

Me: "Well, actually, the baby weight is harder to come off this second time. Got any black market Phen Phen or a script for something equally as dangerous and effective? I just don't feel like doing the hard work to get my bad-ass booty back. I got two kids under two right now! My heart's in good shape, I'm sure it'll be fine."

Doc: (big sigh) "I'll write you a prescription for some willpower and exercise."


Lotta, I can't thank you enough for this: