my doxie treasures: vintage doxies

 

Well hello boys and girls, it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter reporting to you today to show you a few more of the doxie treasures here at my house.  Now, I really don't have much to say about them other than, well, here they are and I guess they are pretty cool but no, apparently you and your dukfriend cannot pack them to trade with on your piratey adventures nor should you try unless you want your wii taken away from you for the rest of the day.  Which is why I am reporting to you today, if you know what I mean.

Anyhoo, seeings how we have plenty of time on our hands today, me n duk duk n chocobot n lil pink puppy all thought it would be a great idea to add to the doxie treasures treasure chest by carving a statue of me, out of soap! Which would also be a bonus because once we finish, there would be one less bar to take a bath with.



Anyanyhoo, I have been working on my pose and think this might be a good one, but if you have any ideas, please feel free to let me know. This is Baxter your roving rover reporter wishing you the star shiniest of Sundays! :)

everybuddy knows u do not pass up a watermelon snackie opportunity

dear diary,
mom says no matter where she looks, she always manages to find something that reminds her of me.  which i guess is why she came home from her bizcation thifty store adventures with a super cool toy dog n duk  (hee hee, remind u of anybuddies?), a roly poly circus bear, a softball, and a giant letter b.   all things i cannot wait to share with duk duk n chocobot n lil pink puppy because we were just talking about playing roly poly circus bear softball tag during recess tomorrowbut seeins how we did not have a roly poly circus bear or a softball or the letter B or a super cool toy dog n duk to serve as goalies, all we would  really be doin is talking and not playin if u know what i mean.  til now that is, now that we have everything to play it with.  well, now after i finish my watermelon snackie.  because watermelon snackies are yummy and everybuddy knows u do not pass up a watermelon snackie oppportunity.  even if it means roly poly circus bear softball tag must wait.  but do not worry diary, i will be finished soon and u can play with us too if u want! just be sure to meet us by mister turtle's secret playground hideout and bring your own oven mitt. i cannot wait til recess!!  :)

toodley-doo!
b. :)

wooty patootie

I remember last year when Robin and I started our journey to Bucktown and stumbled upon our first Goodwill Outlet.  We were looking for lodging for the night when I spied what I thought was a regular Goodwill store stuck in the corner of a decaying strip mall.  Lodging could wait, we agreed. 

And as you might imagine, our lives were forever changed by what I can only describe as a magical visit to the island of misfit toys.  Second chance stuff from other Goodwills, sold for pennies by the pound.  Yeah, you know we would be visiting these places again.

Today, a tiny peekypoo at some of the scores from our return visit, mixed in with a scores from other thift stores we visited as well on our way home.  So many places, so little time and space.  And yet I am pining four our next by the pound adventure.

next time mom, can u find a scooby doo for duk duk too?? :)

my doxie treasures: vintage doxie christmas card

Well hello, it's me, Baxter! My mom was busy Christmas shopping all day yesterday so she asked me to fill in and write today's blog entry. I thought I would give u a peek at another one of my doxie treasures, and well, seein's how it's almost Christmas, why not a peek at my vintage Christmas card? I really like it cuz it is a print of a watercolor of a little doxie who looks a LOT like me, only he's wearing a red collar and he's standing in a doorway without a door and his presents are still stuck in that mail box that seems so far away cuz it's cold n snowy out. Me? I am pretty sure Santa will deliver them to my tree by way of the chimney, so I don't have to worry about being in the cold any longer than I have to. I wonder why Santa didn't deliver his presents like that. Maybe his house doesn't have a chimney or sumptin.

Well, anyways, I hope u like my Christmas card and hope u have a wonderful day!

Toodley-doo!
b.

welding elf & thrify treasures

For me, the creative process doesn't always work the same in every instance. Sometimes, I start with an idea and find the materials, and other times - most times lately - the materials find me, and then I have an idea. And yes, our house is full of materials.

Days, even years can go by before things get made, because of a lack of time, inspiration, or skill, and sometimes all three. As was the case with the Christmas wreath I knew I wanted. Ever since leaving the land of normal, I have always known I wanted something interesting to hang on our front door during the holiday season. Eons ago we did the fresh evergreen wreath, transitioned to the more practical fake but festively festooned wreath, and in more recent years have switched between nothing and the last minute ol burgundy (most recently bright red) plastic velvet bow cuz I once again ran out of time to make anything cool.

But not this year. And I owe it all to my new welding elf, our friend and Robin's son, Takato himself. Who happened to be taking a welding class this semester, the same time that I scored a six buck bag of silverware from the flea market. Who took my bag of goodies and delivered this wonderful creation to our doorstep this weekend.



Complete and total wooty woot, right? I'm so proud of his first crafty welding adventure, I can't wait to make more stuff of my own so I can contribute to the mig welder we both want him to have. So he can always be my occasional welding elf, and we both can watch where his creative journeys might take him.

Now, I'm still thinkin of doing a bit more adornment work on the wreath, and I am sure one day the flea market or thrift store gods will shine upon me that which I need, like maybe some vintagey 50s glass ball ornaments or a luxe piece of wide red ribbon, but until then, Takato and I found some super stuff at the flea market before he had to make the long journey home. Wooden bowls for more hat stands, a little wooden shoe form, and a few bits of jewelry. Combined with all the stuff I scored this week at the thrift stores and last week's flea visit, tiny chumley's curious nose had a field day investigating all the new and strange smells. And yet it's just another day, here in the happy life of this little doxie. :)