I’m a big fan of Yoga.  I think it’s good for the mind, body and soul.  At the end of a Yoga class, the instructor always bows to us (and us to her) and says, “Namaste.”  The meaning of that isn’t lost on me, but in case you don’t know what it means, here’s the short version:

The gesture Namaste represents the belief that there is a Divine spark within each of us that is located in the heart chakra. The gesture is an acknowledgment of the soul in one by the soul in another.  “Nama” means bow, “as” means I, and “te” means you. Therefore, Namaste literally means “bow me you” or “I bow to you.”

It’s such a nice gesture, and you feel so incredibly peaceful afterwards.

Which is why I have no idea why this crafter called her creation the Namaste Necklace.  To me, that looks more like my kids Magnetix set exploded in glue and set into a choke hold I would never ever pay $2500 for.  Can imagine wearing this monstrosity to Yoga class?  It’s like cowboy belt buckle meets gloworm!  You’d never get out of downward facing dog!

*Thanks Haley for the invention of the word Yogical!

{source of Namaste definition}

{necklace source}

Next to a macaroni necklace, this has to be just about the best thing I’ve ever seen.

Adding these babies to my Mother’s Day wish list!

Matching bracelet anyone?

Thanks Diamondseed for this one, and the fabulous comment: “I know exactly how much effort went into that necklace… thing.  Exactly how many hours the seller had to look at it and go “wow, this looks more than obnoxious” and just stop.  And she didn’t.”

{ source }

What do you do when you friend mails you a HUGE box of cicada shells?

(more…)

I love my children more than anything, but I am not one of those people who keep their umbilical cord, first curl or teeth.

Yes, I’m looking at you.

No thank you, not me. There’s just something about keeping molted part and pieces I find extremely eerie and demented.

Yes. I am looking at you.

Why not nail clippings to while you’re at it?

Yes. YOU.

But I digress.

Someone, somewhere will find this to be a fabulous idea.

Kinda like hanging their baby’s first shoe from the rear view mirror, only NOT.

This is a pair of Victorian inspired blackened cameo Genuine baby teeth earrings. The teeth have been cleaned and sanitized and are set on a black velvet pillow resting on a blackened cameo.

Yes, ladies you can wear your child’s molars on your ears.

The ultimate Helicopter Mom gift, if you ask me.

:: shudder ::

Mother’s Day is coming up. Too old? Meh. Just get in a bar fight or slug someone during a hockey game then just glue those babies on a set of earrings.

Thanks Candace Trew Calming for sending us this one!

{ source }

Groundhog Day, the day of the year where we rip a helpless, fat animal from the confines of its warm and cozy hole only to shake it about in freezing cold to see if the sun radiates off its back.

Sounds like I could be describing something entirely different, doesn’t it?

All for human entertainment we subject these useless fat animals to cameras, lights, screams and jeers from throngs of people who surround them hoping for a prediction of a shorter winter.

If you want to know if winter’s going to be shorter, go stand outside and see if your shadow is visible, works the same, no? Silly human.

Know what I’d love to see?

That stupid man dressed in a tux and top hat that gets attacked by a rabid Cujo-like gopher groundhog.

Then I would wear it in my hair.

{ pendant source }

{ portrait source }