If I Were My Own Sovereign Nation
So if I were my own sovereign nation, let’s call me Pinkerland, this would be my flag. All of my people, so far that’s me, would wave it proudly and without shame. The bumble bee would be Pinkerland’s national mascot. All of my Olympic athletes would wear pink track suits with red stripes and tease their hair up into beehives. You are all welcome to join or better yet start your own nations and then we can have summits to discuss international issues. We could stand for things like cake for breakfast, sleeping in and shopping beyond our budget. We could also stand for painting our (rented) apartment living room walls hot pink with giant flowers.
Yes, that is a peek at my living room, much to the dismay of my no longer refundable security deposit. When you move every year you tend to be more “experimental” with your decorating. I think the quilt will look nice on my couch. It will be like a giant banner when you enter my apartment that says “hey I’m a narcissist, wanna hang out and talk about me?” Anywhoo, Pinkerland is a lovely place. I think my air conditioning is broken so the climate isn’t that great but the food is cheap and the conversation is good.
Tags: bee, Flutterby, nation, Pinkerland, sovereign
June 16th, 2008 at 6:48 pm
God Save the Queen! I would like to petition for citizenship in Pinkerland. Actually, dual citizenship. On odd months I will in a lovely loft in downtown, urban Pinkerland and even months will find me in my usual state of denial. Cool Quilt.
June 16th, 2008 at 9:07 pm
OH. MY. GOD.
Can I come? I’ll bring portable a/c.
June 17th, 2008 at 3:50 am
I’m ready to move in. Oh my gosh…I LOVE the quilt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
June 17th, 2008 at 6:18 am
Wow, and I’m still wanting to go to the cabin you retreated to in the woods. Fun looking at all of the creations.
June 17th, 2008 at 8:56 am
Pinkerland sounds like a utopia where one could eat messy stuff that crumbles to one’s chest… a secondary snack of leftovers… and no one would frown upon the nibbler of her recycled snacks. If Pinkerland is such a place… I would love to apply for citizenship!
PS… I LOVE your wall! And quilt too. Everything!
June 17th, 2008 at 1:17 pm
Looks like lots of fun! I like your ideas for Pinkerland, now I just need a babysitter. . .
June 18th, 2008 at 5:04 am
I wanna live with you in Pinkerland, what a happy place
I bring the cake for the first breakfast, yummy, yummy
June 19th, 2008 at 4:52 am
I’ve just discovered your fabrics and I have to say I absolutely LOVE them. In fact, I’m having quite a bit of anxiety over cutting the fabric! This quilt may never be started, much less ever be finished!
June 20th, 2008 at 1:48 pm
I’m moving to Pinkerland tomorrow… I’ve packed my bags and so make some room on that couch of yours. Viva la Pinkerland!… oh, what language do you speak there?
June 20th, 2008 at 9:12 pm
Duh, we speak Pinklish here which is actually a Southern California, valley girl hybrid of traditional American English. This mostly involves a lot of abbreviations and acronyms mixed in with the occasional “totally” or “awesome” unless it’s something really fantastic in which case “totally awesome” or “T.A.” would also be appropriate.
June 24th, 2008 at 7:03 pm
Oh my gosh, I have been so busy preparing for the queens arrival and the royal festivities of her T.A. Royal Highness’s birthday, or as we call it the “Royal celebration of Her Birth”, that I missed the blog.
Your suite is almost prepared, Hedgeball green walls with full on Flutterby bedding, dust ruffle (the dust does fly when H.R.R. arrives) pillow shams by the dozens, the original Medallion quilt and of course freshly fluffed sheets. Ms. Pinklish we can’t wait to see you. Yaa You
August 4th, 2008 at 10:12 pm
UGH! My walls are white and bare… come play with me in la la land and paint my world PINK!
I miss you and love you… so so proud of you.