Monday, January 2, 2012

The Unlaminated Life is Not Worth Living

I'm on another laminating kick:


Nice hockey mask, Jack.

Favorites include: President John F. Kennedy, the "Blackhawks Thanksgiving Turkey," and Danny's list of what he's thankful for, which includes only "his life."

Some people cook.  Some people sew.  Some people exercise.

I laminate. 

6 comments:

  1. I can tell I need to go to bed, its toooo late. I read your blog title but that one word mis-translated as "un + llama + ated". There was a momentary picture of a Peruvian BBQ smorgasbord in my head.

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  2. Cook, sew, exercise, pbttt!

    You have found your calling (clearly).

    best,
    MOV

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  3. I didn't realize what my family do all over the house was called laminating...

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  4. Severe case of cabin fever mixed with SAD. Get out of there! Now!

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  5. Okay, this question will make me sound like a total doofus, but I can't help myself because possibly laminating is infectious.

    What will you be DOING with those things? Are you leaving them like that or cutting around them?

    Because I have been trying to figure out what to do with my son's artistic treasures and now that I see what you've done here I'm thinking, "MY GOSH, that's it! I will do THAT and leave it in a roll and he can have one roll per year and when he's a father I will take all the rolls I've been saving for decades and dump them on his carport and they will then be his problem!"

    Is that wrong?

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  6. esbboston - now that would be an interesting blog!

    MOV - And this is why the carpool moms give me funny looks sometimes.

    Julie - Tell me you had a laminated (plastic-covered) coach! Awesome.

    Anonymous - You nailed it. Took down the Christmas decorations between sobs.

    Wendy - oh, Wendy. I would so welcome another sister in my wacked out world of lamination. I usually cut them out and store them in the appropriate seasonal boxes and use them as my window decorations. This way, I will always have a bunch of kiddie art to hang long after my boys grow up and refuse to make me anything other than a new pile of laundry. Although, I never thought of keeping them in rolls. You may be on to something!

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