I've always been a fan of handwriting, fonts, and word design. I love books and prints and artistically displayed quotes. Since elementary school, most of my doodles were letters shaped in different ways, copying other people's handwriting and forming new ways to display my print or cursive.
I've also always been a fan of card making and writing. How exciting is it to get a piece of mail that isn't a bill or advertisement?! I love connecting with people through the mail and knowing they smiled a little bit when they opened a handmade card. Sometimes, it can mean the difference between a horrible and awesome day.
Recently, I opened an Etsy shop! I make cards for fun and figured, why not sell them? While I have yet to make a sale, I did get a chance to send out one of the cards to an old friend from college who I haven't seen in ages. The correspondence we had was brilliant and when I got a card back from her, I was so excited. It made me happy to know she was just as excited to get something from me. I can't wait to send her another one.
So, here's to the art of letterwriting, to the look of pen on paper, not of Helvetica or Calibri or Times New Roman on a screen. Here's to making random new friends who won't take your address and try to come murder you (let's face it, if they wanted to do that, they'd just Google you). Here's to making someone smile, and getting a smile back yourself.
Email me at andi.looney@gmail.com and I'll send you a special card, just for you. Let's revive an almost lost art, and help the post office make a few cents at the same time.
11.29.2011
11.15.2011
"You are a strange bird"
If I had a nickel...
Do you ever put a really funny status in gchat, like "Maybe boys would like me if I was as pretty as my cat" and then wonder if the people who are in your list because you worked with them on a group project in college like, four years ago, think your status is real and not a joke?
And then...
Sim: I always enjoy your gchat statuses
YES. Success.
See today, I read Ashley's blog. She won my heart with this sentence: "And it’s something of a shock to find people I can spend endless hours with and not think, “Well, this is fun, but I would like to be alone now.” Because her paragraph about herself being weird totally resonated my feelings about myself.
Then, I read Caragh's blog and saw a link to ErinGrace's blog. And I just want to get all of these people (plus Liz) in the same room so we can play with my cat. And then I can tell them all about how I was walking to Wawa while talking to my Dad on the phone and when I got there I saw my bf's roommate, Dave. And I said hi but I was still on the phone. And then I started ordering my sandwich, but this asshat got all up in my personal space trying to talk to the Wawa sandwich maker people, and then as soon as I hung up Dave came up to talk to me and I was still ordering my sandwich but was confused when it said I was done so I ended up really awkwardly ending the conversation with Dave by taking my receipt and running to the other side of the store. And that's how I ended up with a plain cheese hoagie. Which is not at all what I wanted. But it had cheese and bread on it. So I was still pretty happy.
And everyone would just nod and none of them would call me weird. We'd order a pizza and wine and keep playing with the cat. Possibly showing her bird videos on YouTube so she kept hanging around us.
Because, come on, she's really freaking cute.
Do you ever put a really funny status in gchat, like "Maybe boys would like me if I was as pretty as my cat" and then wonder if the people who are in your list because you worked with them on a group project in college like, four years ago, think your status is real and not a joke?
And then...
Sim: I always enjoy your gchat statuses
me: haha good!
i
was like "hmm, i have a lot of ppl on here i don't talk to very often, i
wonder if they can see me. ohhhh i wonder if they think my statuses
are serious?"
Sim: hahaha thatd be funny if they chatted u and were like "omg dont say that!"
YES. Success.
See today, I read Ashley's blog. She won my heart with this sentence: "And it’s something of a shock to find people I can spend endless hours with and not think, “Well, this is fun, but I would like to be alone now.” Because her paragraph about herself being weird totally resonated my feelings about myself.
Then, I read Caragh's blog and saw a link to ErinGrace's blog. And I just want to get all of these people (plus Liz) in the same room so we can play with my cat. And then I can tell them all about how I was walking to Wawa while talking to my Dad on the phone and when I got there I saw my bf's roommate, Dave. And I said hi but I was still on the phone. And then I started ordering my sandwich, but this asshat got all up in my personal space trying to talk to the Wawa sandwich maker people, and then as soon as I hung up Dave came up to talk to me and I was still ordering my sandwich but was confused when it said I was done so I ended up really awkwardly ending the conversation with Dave by taking my receipt and running to the other side of the store. And that's how I ended up with a plain cheese hoagie. Which is not at all what I wanted. But it had cheese and bread on it. So I was still pretty happy.
And everyone would just nod and none of them would call me weird. We'd order a pizza and wine and keep playing with the cat. Possibly showing her bird videos on YouTube so she kept hanging around us.
Because, come on, she's really freaking cute.
11.14.2011
Sometimes the world just looks grey
Today is one of those days that I just want to turn around, go back home, crawl into my bed, and pretend like I'm still a little kid who can sleep in until noon and get up to watch cartoons. The biggest worry in the world is whether or not it will be nice outside so I can play, or whether or not my mom will cut my sandwich diagonally instead of horizontally.
Last night I was having a lot of anxiety. I told myself to knock it off. After all, life is okay right now. But I have so many doubts about the future. Especially career and money-wise. Student loans are going to be due soon, and while I could put them off for another year, I don't know if accumulating the extra interest is worth it. I feel like I'm stuck in some sort of horror story about growing up, like no one prepared me for how difficult it would be. Everything has its pros and cons. I used to think that once I was married with a kid and a house that I'd never have to worry again. I'd have love, a family, a house, food, and a future. Eventually I'd grow old and have grandkids and would be able to sit out on the porch every night on a bench swing without a care in the world.
But lately reality set in. I'm still far away from growing up. And no matter what, relationships are hard work. Stuff is always going to go wrong. I'm still going to have to work on growing up. That part where life gets easy never really happens, and sometimes that scares me silly. Because I'm already just so tired.
Of course, that is a downright depressing way to look at things.
My life is really great right now. I'm starting an etsy shop to sell cards that I love making. My family is now okay and healthy. I have a great boyfriend and awesome friends. Finally, I have found a workout routine that works for me post-college and during the colder months. I currently have a job, and even when it ends, I have yet another job that will allow me to pay bills and rent. I'm not homeless, hungry, or abused. I have more than a lot of other people in this world.
So I'm going to focus on that and when the anxiety wells up, I'm going to allow myself to be human. I'm not going to make myself wrong for feeling overwhelmed and angry. Those feelings are not fun, but they are a part of being human. And none of that makes me a weak or inept person.
Just a real one.
Last night I was having a lot of anxiety. I told myself to knock it off. After all, life is okay right now. But I have so many doubts about the future. Especially career and money-wise. Student loans are going to be due soon, and while I could put them off for another year, I don't know if accumulating the extra interest is worth it. I feel like I'm stuck in some sort of horror story about growing up, like no one prepared me for how difficult it would be. Everything has its pros and cons. I used to think that once I was married with a kid and a house that I'd never have to worry again. I'd have love, a family, a house, food, and a future. Eventually I'd grow old and have grandkids and would be able to sit out on the porch every night on a bench swing without a care in the world.
But lately reality set in. I'm still far away from growing up. And no matter what, relationships are hard work. Stuff is always going to go wrong. I'm still going to have to work on growing up. That part where life gets easy never really happens, and sometimes that scares me silly. Because I'm already just so tired.
Of course, that is a downright depressing way to look at things.
My life is really great right now. I'm starting an etsy shop to sell cards that I love making. My family is now okay and healthy. I have a great boyfriend and awesome friends. Finally, I have found a workout routine that works for me post-college and during the colder months. I currently have a job, and even when it ends, I have yet another job that will allow me to pay bills and rent. I'm not homeless, hungry, or abused. I have more than a lot of other people in this world.
So I'm going to focus on that and when the anxiety wells up, I'm going to allow myself to be human. I'm not going to make myself wrong for feeling overwhelmed and angry. Those feelings are not fun, but they are a part of being human. And none of that makes me a weak or inept person.
Just a real one.
11.01.2011
A lot of Short Stories...
Thoughts I didn't feel like/couldn't flesh out into full entries.....
It's November!!! It's National Novel Writing Month, and the beginning of NaNoWriMo!! Or, write a 50,000 word novel in a month event. And this year, I'm participating! Writing a novel has always been on my bucket list, but in the back of my mind I had a sneaking suspicion it would never get done. Novels seem difficult to write, and really time consuming. I mean, do I have enough vocabulary words? Do I have enough time? What about a plot and all those run-on sentences? It's not going to be perfect, what will people think?!?!
Silly fears. Screw it, I'm doing it. Besides, who spits out perfection in the first try? I mean, the first time babies take a step, it usually looks funny and then they fall down. But eventually, everyone masters coordinated walking. Well, mostly everyone (rubs knee that just banged into door-frame)...
I met Bobbi! Bobbi of Bobbi's hummus which is delicious, all natural, and gluten-free. I first fell in love with her Black Bean Dip that my roommate Liz brought home. Like so many other food products, I never really think about who was behind them or what the name on the label means. I just yesterday made the connection between Paula and Jimmy Dean. They're married, right?! Should research that....
Right, back to the point. So Bobbie is a really nice old lady. She said everyone thought she was crazy for peeling so much garlic for all her hummus back in the '70s but that now business is really growing. Clearly she loves what she does and I respect that.
And this is her giving me free hummus.
(Nope, not getting paid for this recommendation. I just thought it was super cool to meet the lady on my label and that she was nice and gave me free stuff was endearing.)
I love Liz Lemon. Slash Tina Fey. Just because! Blerg!
Comedian Rob Delaney is suing Kim Kardashian. And E!. And Ryan Secreast. And Comcast. By now, most know (and don't care) that Kim K's marriage to Kris Humpries lasted 72 days. After getting paid to be in the wedding ceremony and accepting thousands (if not hundreds of thousands) of dollars in donations via catering and dresses and whatnot, Delaney is calling out the wedding for being a sham.
Instead of fighting for monetary rewards, Delaney simply wants Kim and Kris to actually try. Try to be married. Try to get through the rough stuff that every marriage encounters. Just try to allow the relationship to be real and imperfect.
While I know little about his legal stance, good for you Delaney. Address the issue that marriage is hard and not all rainbows and butterflies. Let people know that struggling is normal and that not everything in life is as easy as pulling out a credit card and clicking on a link. Again, good for you. I can't wait to see what happens.
It's November!!! It's National Novel Writing Month, and the beginning of NaNoWriMo!! Or, write a 50,000 word novel in a month event. And this year, I'm participating! Writing a novel has always been on my bucket list, but in the back of my mind I had a sneaking suspicion it would never get done. Novels seem difficult to write, and really time consuming. I mean, do I have enough vocabulary words? Do I have enough time? What about a plot and all those run-on sentences? It's not going to be perfect, what will people think?!?!
Silly fears. Screw it, I'm doing it. Besides, who spits out perfection in the first try? I mean, the first time babies take a step, it usually looks funny and then they fall down. But eventually, everyone masters coordinated walking. Well, mostly everyone (rubs knee that just banged into door-frame)...
I met Bobbi! Bobbi of Bobbi's hummus which is delicious, all natural, and gluten-free. I first fell in love with her Black Bean Dip that my roommate Liz brought home. Like so many other food products, I never really think about who was behind them or what the name on the label means. I just yesterday made the connection between Paula and Jimmy Dean. They're married, right?! Should research that....
Right, back to the point. So Bobbie is a really nice old lady. She said everyone thought she was crazy for peeling so much garlic for all her hummus back in the '70s but that now business is really growing. Clearly she loves what she does and I respect that.
And this is her giving me free hummus.
(Nope, not getting paid for this recommendation. I just thought it was super cool to meet the lady on my label and that she was nice and gave me free stuff was endearing.)
I love Liz Lemon. Slash Tina Fey. Just because! Blerg!
Comedian Rob Delaney is suing Kim Kardashian. And E!. And Ryan Secreast. And Comcast. By now, most know (and don't care) that Kim K's marriage to Kris Humpries lasted 72 days. After getting paid to be in the wedding ceremony and accepting thousands (if not hundreds of thousands) of dollars in donations via catering and dresses and whatnot, Delaney is calling out the wedding for being a sham.
Instead of fighting for monetary rewards, Delaney simply wants Kim and Kris to actually try. Try to be married. Try to get through the rough stuff that every marriage encounters. Just try to allow the relationship to be real and imperfect.
While I know little about his legal stance, good for you Delaney. Address the issue that marriage is hard and not all rainbows and butterflies. Let people know that struggling is normal and that not everything in life is as easy as pulling out a credit card and clicking on a link. Again, good for you. I can't wait to see what happens.
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