Just when I thought that the international mania surrounding the royal wedding couldn’t get any more ridiculous, I came across this gem: Knit Your Own Royal Wedding. That’s right, knitters: should the royal couple have forgotten to invite you to their zoo of a wedding, you can console yourself by knitting tiny representations of them. Because that’s not creepy at all. And the worst part is that, as of the time of this post, this book is #499 in Books. Not crafting books. ALL books.
It’s okay that I find a lot of (American?) vegan food boring, because I’m not vegan. A couple of my favorite food blogs are actually vegetarian and vegan (respectively), so it’s not that I can’t appreciate anything that’s not 100% carnivore-oriented (unlike my Southern father, who scoff at any meal I have that does not include at least one animal product). I just know that I’m not the target audience of vegan/vegetarian publications, so if what they’re showing doesn’t appeal to me, it’s not as though these outlets have somehow failed to reach their base.
Failing, in that case, might involve, oh, a vegan lifestyle magazine and web site using images of non-vegan/vegetarian foods in their spreads and only admitting to it after being found out by a blogger. Um…seriously? I don’t care how small your budget is, dude. If you’re trying to sell people on maintaining a vegan lifestyle, I would think that showing actual vegan products and foodstuffs, no matter how airbrushed, would be amongst the least of your efforts.
As a rule, I try not to be jealous of infants, despite the fact that there are many people in their lives who consent to entertain them, lug them around, and basically exist just to meet their needs. That’s coupled with an extremely limited ability to communicate, very limited mobility, and no Internet. So I’m on Team Auntie.

Still, when I see pictures like this, it’s difficult to say that I definitely have it better than my Porkchop. The kid just had her first ever bath, and already she knows how to wear her robe and slippers with panache, looking as relaxed as Hef after Jacuzzi time. Ew. Sorry. Anyway, I am at work, not at home, and wearing actual clothing, not a nice fluffy robe.
I’m going to have to call this one a victory for Team Porkchop.
Of course stuff like this gets me all hot and bothered. I am a librarian, after all!
(Pay no attention to the jailbait-masquerading-as-a-professional photo that accompanies the article.)
People!! It’s almost time for Spa Week, wherein you can find awesome $50 dollar deals for facials, massages, waxes, etc without having to pore over the latest from Groupon. The dates this year are from April 11 – 17th (which is also National Library Week, which may also make you a little giggly). To find out what spas in your area are participating, and which services they offer, click here.
Your body will thank me.