Oh, July, you are the delicious epitome of summer. Hot days, hot dogs, corn on the cob, air conditioning, ice cream, french fries, Independence Day… July makes me nostalgic for those sticky ice pops with the plastic that will cut your lip, the pool, and sunshine. Mmm. Click through to see all of our wonderful reasons to celebrate this month!
Get your glitter! Get your flower crowns! It’s FAIRY DAY!
On this day, once every year, people young and old are encouraged to really believe in magic again! Tell stories of pixies and faeries and banshees and pooka.
Imagine that the whole world is filled with a magic that streams like glitter and sunshine. The flowers bloom because the summer faeries open them for us, and the stars twinkle because they’re being tickled by pixies.
We heartily suggest that you take full advantage of this holiday. What better excuse do you have for wearing a tutu and crown in to work? And don’t forget your wings. Also, a thing that everyone around you will love and appreciate is if you flit around and throw glitter everywhere. …wait. no. don’t do that one.
Happy Fairy Day everyone!
When I say ‘Eric Carle’ you probably think instantly of The Very Hungry Caterpillar. What you probably don’t know about Mr. Carle is that he had a cray cray life before he started writing and illustrating children’s literature. He was born in America in 1929 but his family moved back to Germany when he was 6, and he graduated from the local art school there. When he was 15, the German government drafted him to help dig the Siegfried Line. He saw some horrible shit doing that, he would say later that his wife thought he had PTSD from it, and he didn’t like to talk about it. Go figure.
Since he was born an American, he was always eager to get back to the states. He came back over with $40 when he was 23. He started working at The New York Times as a graphic designer. Then he got drafted into the US Army during the Korean War, stationed in Germany (WTF REALLY?!) as a mail clerk. He went back to The New York Times after that, and then went on to be an art director at an advertising agency.
It wasn’t until the age of 38 that he started doing his forreal thang. He collaborated with Bill Martin. Jr. on a book called Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? From there it was ENTIRELY DOWNHILL! He wrote over 70 books. SEVENTY! The book that stands out from my childhood is The Grouchy Ladybug, because well, children with an at-ee-tood can relate.
Now that you’ve been schooled on Eric Carle, I suggest you get to buying all of these books for every child you know because OH MY HEAVENS are they perfect. Adorable, meaningful, and have I freaking mentioned adorable? Happy birthday, Eric Carle!
We at Kards Unlimited have received the much anticipated and highly controversial Grey by E.L. James. If you aren’t familiar with Grey yet, it is 50 Shades of Grey told by Christian Grey. Learn about Christian’s traumatic childhood which haunts him every single night. Come on by and pick up your copy to see what all the fuss is about.
If you are looking to spend a night in with your honey, we have great products for adventurous lovers. Whether you want to feel sexy, romantic, fun, or sassy, we have the product for you. My personal favorites are the Kama Sutra massage candles. Light the wick and relax for twenty minutes, blow the wick out, let it sit for a few minutes, then begin giving your lover a massage they won’t forget.
For a more playful and artistic time, the Lover’s Body Paint is a must. Edible and arousing. Enjoy a meal of Penis Pasta, or Pasta Boobs, then you can eat dessert directly off someone else’s body…yum. If edible body paint isn’t your thing, the glow-in-the-dark finger paint is a fun way to paint the stars on your partner’s body. Play hide-and-seek in the covers…with no clothes on!
And if you are a die hard 50 Shades fan, we carry the Sex Mischief line for all your light bondage needs. We can even sell you a sex contract!
If you need some inspiration, the Fetish Play dice and our Kama Sutra books will help you get through the night, or the day.
So if you want to try something new in the bedroom this week, we can help! We love to help!
Things are heating up as we prepare to celebrate the 2015 Summer Solstice!
This year, the summer solstice falls on June 21st. In the Northern Hemisphere, the summer solstice begins at 6:51 a.m. EDT, officially ringing in summer. The date brings the year’s longest stretch of daylight. Though the hours of sunlight depend on location, many areas will see 16 hours’ worth of light!
For science aficionados, the summer solstice occurs precisely when the Earth’s axial tilt is most inclined toward the sun, at the degree of 23° 26′, it’s most extreme. In June, the tilt is toward the sun in the Northern Hemisphere, while the second yearly solstice, the winter solstice, in December, the tilt is away from the sun in the Southern Hemisphere.
The solstice marks the first day of summer, and that means flip-flops, beach trips and barbecues. In southern England, thousands flock to Stonehenge to see the sun rise from the vantage point of the 4,000-year-old solar monument.
The summer solstice is also a time of celebration for Christians and Pagans. In Christianity, the first day of summer marks the festival of St. John the Baptist, and in Paganism followers celebrate what they call “midsummer” with bonfires and feasts.
Happy Solstice to all, and to all a good day!
One of the few things cooler than actually owning a dog is being able to take it places. Ya know, you can’t just walk into the grocery store or the pharmacy with your dog. So you have to leave Fido at home while you run errands and go to work and you know that he’s secretly mad at you when you do this and then you feel bad but what can you do? Luckily, Shadyside is pretty darn accommodating when it comes to bringing your dog out and about. We are one of the many awesome businesses that has no problem-o with your bringing your dog in with you.
Enter Take Your Dog to Work Day. Problem solved! You get to bring your dog with you instead of leaving him home to stare at the wall for the entire day, just so he has as much energy as possible stored up when you get home so he can drive you absolutely nuts with all of his energy. This is the one day of the year where you say, “To hell with that!” and you bring your doggy along. And by the time you get home at the end of the day he is joyously worn out from being *awake* all day. What a strange sensation for the both of you!
I hope you have an enjoyable day at work hanging out with your dog! Happy Take Your Dog to Work Day!
Did you know that fudge is “made by mixing sugar, butter, and milk, heating it to the soft-ball stage at 240 °F, and then beating the mixture while it cools so that it acquires a smooth, creamy consistency?” That’s not what I would have guessed ‘the soft-ball stage’ is if you asked me, but hey! You learn something new every day.
Anyway. Fudge is one of those things that you really could not just eat forever and ever. Because it’s so flippity-fracking rich. Which is the point of it, so you really can’t hold that against it. My favorite fudge is packed with nuts because I am a nut for nuts. Walnuts, almonds, peanuts, pecans… Yes please.
I’m also fairly certain I can thank Little Debbie for this obsession.
It’s been rumored that individuals have been known to add fruit to fudge, and I for one find that completely repulsive.
Why would you go and ruin perfectly good chocolate with fruit? The people that like fruity fudge probably like vanilla ice cream too.
Back to the real fudge *hair flip*
Did you know that a person who packages fudge is a fudge packer? Apparently South Park made Tom Cruise a fudge packer in an episode. …I can see that.
I will conclude this Fudge Day post with instructions to get yoself so delicious fudge today.
June 13th marks the birthday of one of the greats of Modernist poetry, William Butler Yeats. To really understand an appreciation of Yeats, all you need is an example of his work. The Second Coming is a fantastic example of the Modernists’ attempts to couch the post WWI malaise in their various art forms and is, in my not really very humble opinion, one of the best poems of all time.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
If that doesn’t hit you right where it hurts, I don’t really know what to do with you.