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I'm a voracious thrifter, music aficionado, heathen, and owner of a 1984 Westfalia Vanagon. I'm a writer and a designer, but mostly just a secret cat lady. Vanagon Champion is about all of these things with a little bit of thrifty goodness and old-fashioned magic for good measure. Learn more about me here.
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Monthly Archives: November 2008
if I were a man, I'd have a fu manchu
So today, Mitch told me i should shave my mustachio. I said h no, I won't go. i love my fu manchu.
so then, I told him to shave his gnarly stache.
But he said h no, i won't go. So then I manscaped my stache to be a little more geek to chic jenny jones stylee. I also dyed it black for flavor.
All in all, I think I look best with the fu manchu.
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Happy Halloweenie
So remember how a while ago I blogged about my intense and slightly embarrassing love for Captain and Tennille? Prolly not. But just so you know, I have an odd obsession with the 70s, namely the sensational pop duo, Captain and Tennille. So for Halloween, Mitch and I decided to gussy up in true 70s fashion.
The real Cap'n and T-town:
Yeah, that's right. Mom jeans never looked so good.
But don't ask me about the wig...let's just say that trying to cut and curl your own k-mart wig is NOT a good idea. And wow, look at that Mitchell Blayne. I still can't believe how much he looks like captain--down to the angry disposition and all.
We spent the day "working" at work and then having a cubicle trick-or-treating party where none of the kids knew who we were. In fact, i think they were a little alarmed by the pouch protruding underneath my 9 inch zipper. When looking around the room and pointing out costumes, one child turned to me and said, "um..that's a woman." And boy was Tennille a woman.
We made a butt load of sugar cookies for the big party sweet baby Chana planned at the Gymnastics place. I'm happy to say that Mitch did all the detail work.
Chana is pretty much the coolest person ever solely for the fact that she was a bald britney spears for Halloween. Bless you Chana. You are a genius.
The following slideshow shows a little glimpse of the hilarity that ensued Halloween night. I now know that I love trampolines and balance beams. I also know that I can consume copious amounts of muddy buddies in seconds flat. Dang you Chana. Don't you ever make those again. Also, I now know why mom jeans quickly went out of style. There is nothing worse than hula hooping and performing a gymnastics floor routine with painful camel toe.
And just in case you didn't catch it in the slideshow...
Sweet baby Chana.
All in all, this Halloween was easily the best in a looong time. Mostly because I have a husband and mostly because we were dressed up as the lamest 70s pop duo of all time. Mitch even carved pumpkins with me, which meant the world to me since I'm a retard and love to be overly festive. One look at our fireplace pretty much sums it all up. I'm going to be a PTA mom who wears applique vests.
mitch loves autism and pumpkins.
Holidays are the best. Let's just say I can't wait until Christmas.
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Honeymoon in my Spoon
oh my laws...i fail at life. I know. No blog post since the big marriage. Well, you know what? Suck it. I've been livin' it up bein' married in the 2K8 nukka please!
So, to make up for my horrendous lack of blogtation dalmation plantation, I'm going to catch you all up on the details of our scrumptious honeymoon: a Cruise in the Mexican Riviera 2k8. To make this post not so long and lugubrious, I shall present the honeymoon to you in a lame slideshow:
Unfortunately, the coolest part of our cruise wasn't documented because cameras weren't allowed. It was dangerous and there were bears. But not really. But seriously though, we went on a canopy tour, and I'm still wrestling with the stains in my pants.
We first took a crazy speed boat/raft thing out to the jungle where Predator was filmed. Yes, Predator. Then we took a huge military mercedes truck up a very treacherous road through a tiny fishing village. once we got the the headquarters, we suited up in harnesses and hard hats and hopped on mules. si, mules! muy bueno! That was easily the coolest part for me. I rode into the rainforest on a mule...for 30 mins. Best 30 mins ever. Once we got to the top, we ziplined down a bunch of crazy ziplines. I may or may not have forgotten to brake on one zipline and seriously thought i was going to die. I cannot confirm nor deny that. After 4 or 5 ziplines, we then rappelled down a waterfall...we're talking IN the waterfall...not just daintily hopping around it, but IN it. It was amazing. After more ziplines, we free fall rappelled into another waterfall and got soaked in delicious mexi rainforest water. It was easily the coolest thing I have ever done, and secretly I want to live with the orangutans in there and harvest mules.
Anyway, that's our honeymoon in a nutshell. I am now Amy Morby and LOVING it. I have a rice cooker, a kitchenaid, and a bangin' husband. I love his guts. We're disgustingly happy.
Morbys 2K8! werd.
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