Toy Story Tuesday: "Skipping Ropes are For..."

When i was 10 i used to watch this show called "il mo7a8e8 conan " (detective conan) it was a manga about this guy who gets shrunk into being a kid and solves crime and stuff. One of the episodes the crime was that this guy "hung himself" (the butler did it ;p) finding out people can die from wrapping ropes around their necks was automatically stored in my head.


Days pass by and the episode it forgotten till my mom leaves to get somethings done and my big brothers who were at highschool back then wouldn't let me play with them so what does my dumb yet intelletegent 10 year old self do? I go into my room, get the barbie skipping rope and wrap it around my neck while holding one part in the air and stand on my bed. My big sister walks in to find me yelling that I won't unwrap it till they let me play with them and win. My siblings spend the next half hour trying to negotiate and convince to drop the rope.

After that I got to play with them and needless to say that after mom found out barbie skipping ropes were forever banned in our house :) which is prob why I suck at skipping ;p

I'm not sure what the morale of the post is.. But I think it's keep skipping ropes away from children and always always negotiate :D

Toy Story Tuesday: "MOMMY I BURNT UR SHOES"

Brace yourselves this is a long one..

Technically this isn't a "childhood/toy story" story since it happened last week but i still consider myself as a child so :)

Here it goes: last week i was completely and utterly B.O.R.E.D so i did what i usually do, i opened my "crafts cabinet" (its filled with art supplies that i randomly buy) and i decided to plaster something, my friend suggested i plaster a heel so thats what i did. BUT the trouble is i didnt have an old heel (with my clumsiness i rarely buy them) I asked my mother for one and i told her i would try my best not to ruin it.

So i followed the instructions and covered it with Vaseline first so when the plaster dries i can take it off easier and less messier. After i did one side i decided to put it in the microwave because the INSTRUCTIONS said it would dry faster. turns out leather+ microwave+ plaster = not good!

After smelling burnt/melted leather i pried the microwave open to see what went wrong (in my defense i left the kitchen for a couple of seconds) The heel was so hot i picked up and threw at the nearest counter. Between the smell and the little burnt part my survival instincts told me to hide the evidence and flee the scene of the crime. I tested the water by telling my mom what happened, when i saw her face, i laughed and said it was a joke (im a chicken dnt judge me!)

I finished plastering the heel and spent hours trying to hide the burned part, let me tell u smth heels are hard to plaster! when it dried (the natural way) i didnt know what to do with it now that its done. Untill i decided to collage it some of my friends liked others hated it, you decide :)
here's the real one, the one i made, and then the sides after collaging :

My mother's heel.

The one i made out of plaster.

Side A

Side B

The Back

The Interior (cut fabric from an old shirt)

Toy Story Tuesday: "The Incident"

In my house there's a tale, a tale about an incident that my family will never let me forget. While most parents embarrass their children with naked baby pictures, mine prefer to tell this story to anyone who listens. When i was 7, my family went on a trip to Thailand, my mother being my mother just HAD to go into a china store.

I was skipping around minding my own business when a mug touched me and tipped over creating a domino effect that broke the rest on the shelf. Yes, i still maintain that it touched me and i am not at fault however no one would believe me back then and no one believes me right now.

To this day i am prohibited to go into China stores, and even if i'm allowed, any attempt to touch anything i get my hand slapped away. 8 years ago a mug touched me and i was punished for a crime i did not commit.. i shall forever harbor a secret hatred for mugs and Thailand ;)

Unlawfully Convicted,
Obsessco