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Etsomnia™ Volume 89: Bringing Up Baby

This is intended as a baby shower gift. My daughter once shat herself so hard, it shot up the back of her diaper and hit her in the head. The cleanup is a blur, but I'm pretty sure I didn't stop to form bunny ears with it first. By FimoAlive

Story time: My daughter once loaded up her diaper so enthusiastically, poop shot up her back and bounced off her head. Mercifully, the cleanup is a blur (at one point we were both in the bathtub crying), but I’m sure I didn’t stop to shape the stuff into bunny ears.

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.)

DISCLAIMER: Though I do enjoy a good joke, and Etsomnia™ is one of my favorite things, my intention is never to discourage artists or makers of any kind. All wisecracks and criticism are meant for humorous effect only.  Please take them as seriously as they are meant, which is not at all.

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Etsomnia™ Volume XL: Mother’s Day Madness

When you care enough to give the very least. By RubysRubbish, who clearly has some mommy issues to work out

Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. the surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.)

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Stock Phonies:

“All of our produce is locally sourced, organically grown, and sink-infused with toddler feet."

“All of our produce is locally sourced, organically grown, and sink-infused with toddler feet.”

Anyone who’s scrolled (or, for those of us old enough to remember, flipped) through stock photos knows they often show an exaggerated version of reality. The models depicted are either too happy or too unhappy, things are either going too well or impossibly badly. Who wants to pay for a stock photo of a meh Tuesday, right? Continue reading →