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Magazine Mama

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I confess, I love magazines of all kind–fashion, cooking, scrapbooking, and bridal to name a few.  There’s just something about the beautiful, glossy covers and the sleek layouts.  I also subscribe to Working Mother and Parenting the Early Years.  Nicholas currently receives Legos magazine.  They make great gifts. 

However, I have a ton of them! I can’t bear the thought of throwing money in the trash or parting with their prettiness so I keep them. 

But I know I can’t accumulate them forever.  After awhile they turn into clutter.  And clutter makes me itch.

I don’t want to display them.  For one, I do not have a coffee table.  Two, my baby would simply “rearrange” them to his liking! Nor am I going to take the time to cut out articles and put them in a binder.  For me that would be the WHOLE thing–cause I really do like them!!!

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I’ve been thinking of ways to get maximum use of them:

1.) In my classroom: We are currently working on persuasive arguments and I thought it would be fun to examine the persuasive techniques advertisers use.  So I’ll be toting a bag full in for this on Tuesday!  When I teach poetry , one of the poems we create a “ransom note” poem using you guessed it–words/letters cut from magazines.

2.) Decor: Some of the photographs are “room worthy” and really look good framed.  Framed covers of your favorite fashion magazines would look really chic in a dressing room or large walk-in closet; not that I would know because I have neither. 

3.) Donate: Hospitals, Nursing homes, friends–I gave all bridal magazines to a girlfriend getting married in August, and the new nail salon that I go to is desperately needing reading materials.

4.) Art Projects: If you have a crafty personality you can probably get miles out of magazines–collages, scrapbooks, etc.

5.) Props:  Roll them up and place in long boots to make them stand upright.

Please feel free to post your ideas below!

Say Yes to the Dress!

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I will be 33 years-old in less than two weeks.  Usually I don’t do much for my birthday other than go out to dinner if the weather is not too arctic.  And in Indiana on the 22nd of January it usually is.  With that being said, if I can  find the dress below, I’ll risk getting frost bite and doing something extra special!

I love this dress!  It is sooooo pretty, especially the sweetheart neckline, the paper-mache` pattern on the bust, and the flouncy skirt which reminds me of a ballet wrap.  Not to mention, the color is close to my birthstone (garnet).

This is Kim K. on the cover of Cosmo Australia–we don’t get it here in Indy.  I’ve called Borders with no luck, scoured the internet, joined the Cosmo Australia fashion forum and posted my inquiry, and emailed Cosmo who clearly tell readers not to ask questions about the dress the cover model is wearing, lol.  What’s a girl to do?  Any other suggestions?

 

Mail Box

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As long as I can remember I have always loved receiving mail.  Growing up I had several pen pals over the years, including one from France, Jamilla Ben Amar.  My friend Omar and I would correspond faithfully throughout the summer break when he went to visit his family in the Virgin Islands.

 

I also liked entering the contests found on the back of cereal boxes.  This was a surefire way to receive something in the mail.  One time without my mother’s knowledge, I decided to write someone from the phonebook.  It was during this time that I was reading the Nancy Drew series.  I was so fascinated with the girl sleuth!  Out of curiousity I wanted to see if there was an actual person by that name so I turned to the white pages.  I found a listing for a Nancy Drew in the phonebook and I commenced to write her a letter.  Much to my shock and delight, she wrote back!!!

 

I am no different as an adult.  I still love to receive letters and cards.  Even more, I love to be the sender.  I’ve made it a monthly ritual to choose five friends and/or family to send a letter or card.  I love pretty paper, envelopes, stickers, nice pens, and colorful stamps.  I’ve even sent cards to Nicholas.  My mother loved to receive my postal perks as well. 

 

Each of the boys have subscriptions to their favorite magazines.  Nic gets both Legos and Nic magazines, Ethan receives Sports Illustrated for Teens, and Evan loves his WWE for Kids magazine.  This guarantees them something in the mail at least once a month.  

 

At one point in time I looked forward to receiving correspondence from Eliza.  But now, not so much.

 

I also maintain this practice with my students.  I buy pre-stamped postcards to jot quick message to their parents.  This is my small way of celebrating their achievements or to provide encouragement to poor students.  The kids really appreciate the gesture and often show the postcards to others with pride. 

 

When I got the mail on Saturday I was met with the usual suspects—junk mail, bills, and flyers.  I was thinking how nice it would have been to have received a letter or card.  Sometimes I crave that paper sunshine. 

 

I know that personal letters are a thing of the past, especially with the advent of email and most recently text messaging.  I don’t even consider time a factor because you have to take time to compose electronic mail as well.  The cost of postage is cheaper than the internet service provider and/or the monthly cell phone bill.

 

A month ago I was feeling really blue.  I actually asked God to send me a sign through the mail to uplift me.  That very day when I retrieved the mail, there was a letter from a former student of mine.  I couldn’t believe it!  God had granted my request.

 

I eagerly opened the letter and was quickly disappointed.  Heather had written to ask me to edit a piece that she was working on (not an unusual thing in my line of work).  She wasn’t writing to provide cheer at all.  I didn’t bother to finish reading it and tucked the letter away. 

 

Later in the week I sat down to begin editing Heather’s piece.  It was the beginning of a chapter from an autobiography that she was writing.  It was about her experience as one of my students!  Her words put a much needed smile on my face.  I was in awe that God had answered my simple request. 

 

If it’s been a while since you sent a real letter to someone, I urge you to do it today! Who knows whose day you could brighten by this seemingly small act.  Hooray for mail!