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i don’t know about you, but in the course of planning our wedding, i fell madly in love with the love-bird cake toppers from bhldn.

and look at them, who wouldn’t?

but the three hundo pricetag? i liked that a lot less. 

the final details of any wedding are always going to be expensive, but throwing around hundreds here and there for things you honestly will one day relegate to christmas ornament status seems a little bit much, even for me.  and i’m able to rationalize a lot of indulgences.

i bemoaned the whole thing to my mother, and she had the perfect solution.  the same words she regrets saying again and again when i’m knee-deep in another ridiculous project: why don’t you make them?

so i did.

and here’s the best part: it was incredibly easy.

first, you’re going to want to make some paper maiche.  for some people, that means mixing glue and flour, for others it’s cooking water and flour and salt, for others still, it means buying the mix-it kit from michaels.  all are good options, but if you choose the flour and water recipe, as i did, i really want to urge you to add some salt and cinnamon to the mix.  it will make your paste a little flecky, but it the salt will keep it from molding over the years and the cinnamon will keep it smelling good.

once you have your paper maiche ready, you’ll want to cut strips of paper to build your bird (or snowman, or truck, or balloon, or whatever it is you’re making).  newspaper is the best here, especially if you’re painting, but if you want to use a different kind of paper, it really pays to use something thin.  it’ll be the easiest to work with, and if you can work easily with it, you can do more detailing with your paper maiche.

i used marine corps tactical maps.  they weren’t thin, so i was forced to work in very tiny strips.  but i really wanted to use paper that meant something to us, so the maps were of sneads ferry, where we live, and afghanistan, where bill will be.  


you’ll want to build some sort of base you can work around to create your bird, and i did this by balling up paper towels and kleenex and taping them into the shape i wanted.  layer by layer, i added the paper maiche strips to build up.


i used floral wire to support the tail, which i just put under a few layers of paper maiche and then tightly covered with more.


the legs are also floral wire, and i probably should have thought about putting them in the base.  instead, i cut a hole into the bottom of the bird, inserted them, and paper maiched them in place.


while paper maiche dries hard, during the production process, there will be a lot of propping.  just like wet laundry, wet paper is heavy, and i used the knife above to prop up the tail on the bride bird so it wouldn’t flatten out as it dried.


most people choose to paint their paper maiche, but i really wanted to preserve the integrity of the maps, so using prismacolor markers, which are permanent and therefore didn’t bleed when wet with the maiche mix, i colored the strips individually i used for the groom bird’s uniform and then paper maiched them like normal.


i also put bill’s ribbons on groom bird.  


the hat (“cover”) was probably the hardest part, but after an hour’s worth of work, i officially had half of my cake topper.  easy peasy, super personal, and very worth it.


there was a lot less detail work on bride bird because i wanted her to stay white, but i wrapped her in tulle (which i tied in a knot and glued that sequin on top of — the sequin was white too, but you know how sequins change color in different lights? that’s why it looks pink) and gave her a cathedral length tool veil, like the one i wore.

with a total of five dollars’ worth of supplies, an hour and a half of time, and a little ingenuity, our cake toppers were a hit.


not only were they cute on the cake, but they now sit on a table in our living room looking pretty adorable, too.


thanks for the inspiration, bhldn, but i’d rather DIY.

All mommies at Camp Lejeune should check out this upcoming Wilmington consignment sale… TONS of very fabulous children’s clothes in great condition for 75% off (and then some).  Anavini, Amanda Remembered, Chocolate Soup, Lilly, Shrimp & Grits, Viva La Fete, etc.  Make your little one the best dressed on base!  They even have a special New Mommy preview… grab your friends, take a girl’s day in Wilmington, and go scoop up some preciousness.

“deployment section”

I think he liked it.

riddle me this: twas the week before christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except the cleaning-mouse.  she cleaned all the dishes, she cleaned all the pots, she cleaned the floors and the dogs and hey, that’s a lot.  but yet it’s still sunny, not a snowflake in sight… and it’s the week before christmas, how on EARTH is this right?!?

this christmas rhyme brought to you by my sick man, who has left me to my own devices when it comes to cleaning (given how particular i am, not necessarily a bad thing) because he’s passed out in bed sick (actually a bad thing), which means i’m listening to wait wait and scrubbing.  with my fabulous dish gloves.  if you don’t have fabulous dish gloves, go out right now and buy some.  seriously.  they’ve changed my whole domestic life.

and this is how i start a post where i tell you about my run.

i’m going to be upfront about this: i have become a daytime t.v. watching, non-athetlic christmas elf.  you could substitute “christmas elf” for “absolute slob” were you so inclined, but then i’d have to kill you.  and that’s just not very festive.

so instead, we’ve been hitting up the gym closest to us on the base (which still puts it half an hour away) and let me tell you, having to drive half an hour to get there is a real impediment to me going to the gym.  and when you get to said gym, it’s full of marines.  generally speaking, i’m a pretty fit, can-keep-up-with-the-joneses individual.  THIS IS NOT TRUE AT A MARINE CORPS GYM.  suddenly, i’m surrounded by the most motivated (a word i use in the condescending way), body-crazy people in the world.  they are FIT.  FIT in the way americans use it PLUS the way the brits use it.  it’s incredible.

it’s unbelievable.

it’s defeating.

so, today, after a night of tacos and a day of christmassing, i realized i really, really, really needed to do some sort of athletic cardio for a full hour.  it just had to happen.

queue me whining. 

the only real way to do that is to suck it up and either go to the gym or do some stretching/pilates at home and then go for an actual Real Run.  not a yog.  a run.

so i did.

and here’s what happened.

first, the sun came out totally brilliantly.

and i set out for my run.

i am really in love with the low country shrubbery and stumpy trees around here.  eastern north carolina, while certainly lacking the stately stature of the mountainous west, does have its own vibe.  and i really am kind of into it.  in a dawson’s creek kind of way.

i also really love it when you can still see an orange-slice of the moon in the morning.  so that was a nice touch, mother nature.  i appreciate it.
all of a sudden, i’m running along and i’m realizing, oh my god, i’m running.  and not in that my knee! or i can’t even breathe because the air is so cold! or i wish there were some scientific invention just to allow me to not snot through my whole run! kind of way, but in an honest to god Real Run kind of way.
this is surprising.
this hasn’t happened in… a year.
like since i stopped hip-hop team.  it’s been that long since i’ve gone for a good run.
but suddenly, totally by surprise, my feet were taking off underneath me, my breath measured out, and i was sailing down the roads.
it helps that we have gorgeous things to look at.  i ran down to pelican point and then back through the shorefront neighborhood at the end of our road.
every house had its christmas lights up; every gap in the houses provided a view of the ICWW and topsail island.  
look, there it is! hi island!  practice saying it’s name.  topsail is actually pronounced “top-suhl.”  ”topsuhl ihlan.”
hi ocean!
y’all wave at the ocean.
so… good run: accomplished.  this is not unlike the mission accomplished sign W unveiled on ship declaring the end of a war we know we just ended and will still essentially occupy for the rest of forever, because realistically, i will now take this run as a golden ticket to eat as much of whatever i want between now and sunday, when we’re getting welcomed to the church, coming home, changing clothes, and going back to the marine corps gym.
where, at least, i can hold my head high and think, you might be able to do all those ridiculous ammo can exercises, but i can take a run to the water anytime i want. 
and then i can make homemade marshmallows.
so there.

What, you don’t know about Gunny Claus? 1st Reindeer Division, Marine Corps Base North Pole?  

because of the move, we did not get to go to a ball this year.  bryan complained about having to go to two.  last year, we willingly went to two… ahem, crashing the second one, ahem ahem.

so instead we’re having an oyster feast, because that’s just as good a way to celebrate the birthday of the Marine Corps and veterans day and just generally the fact that we live on the water now which is way way way cool.

I am super into victory mail.  I wish we’d have it again, although I’m still plotting a full seven months’ worth of Happy Mail… so this might limit me a bit.  But I’d love to find old v-mail letters and frame them.  What a nifty piece of Americana, especially in a military family!

and so he’ll be in a good mood tonight…

rosieloveswords:

Foreign Policy’s got a pretty amazing set of photographs of Marines in Afghanistan in 2010 and 2011.

Most of them were taken on iPhones using Hipstamatic.

i think in most ways i’m better off not looking at photos of marines in afghanistan, just like i can’t watch surprise homecoming really, but these are truly fabulous.

today:

Timberlake: “Marines got balls. We want to pay honor to our county and embrace their balls.” 

VIDEO

We resisted the urge to also ask them on dates.

Mila Kunis, don’t let your country down! The sexy “Friends with Benefits” star wants to skip on her date with Sgt. Scott Moore to the Marine Corps Ball, “Access Hollywood” reported. Kunis apparently has a full plate and is filming two flicks at the same time. She reportedly wants to meet with Moore, but not at the big event. “Wow. Surely, Mila will stand by her word,” said the soldier’s dad, Russ Moore, 49. But the Marine formal still might have star power, even without Kunis. That’s because Cpl. Kelsey De Santis, the only woman serving at the Martial Arts Center in Quantico, Va., asked Kunis’ “Friends” co-star, Justin Timberlake, to the event in a YouTube invite.

semper fi

Wild Bill graduated from IOC.

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiild Biiiiiiiiiiiiilllllllllll

All the boys.  I should point out this is the end of the ceremony and it’s now, what? Nine o’clock? 

Sitting down in a hot room in a silk dress for that long means wrinkles.  Camis seem built for the wrinkles.  Anthropologie, you’re letting me down.

I’m very proud of him.  Some people were all down on him about how he didn’t have his mind in the game (too focused on me), how he wouldn’t survive IOC… but my boy with his new knee got through stronger than ever, uninjured, unscathed, and with only one real notable mar to report: he wound up with some horrible rash on his arm.  On the very last day.

Other than that, all he did was excel.  I, for one, couldn’t be prouder.  Infantry and intel.  BOOM.