At 5 am last Thursday morning, I was freezing my little (okay, medium-sized) tush off. I was wearing a thermal shirt, sweatshirt, puffy jacket, puffy vest, raincoat, knit hat, gloves, and one big ‘ol fleece blanket. And yet I was still freezing.
Why? Because, like the crazy overprotective mother that I am, I was waiting in line to get Lucy an H1N1 vaccine.
Normally I would not give into such madness. I’m a pretty rational person, or at least I used to be. But as all you moms know, as soon as you say hello to that little one for the first time all rationality goes out the window and you become a crazy, rabid mother bear, ready to sink your teeth into anything (disease or otherwise) that poses a threat to your cub.
I wish that being a mother bear actually came with the fur part, though, because I was freezing my little paws off.
Three hours of waiting in line gave me lots of time to think. Mostly about what songs they would sing on Glee next week. And a lot about how I really need to invest in some warmer socks. But a little bit about swine flu, and those poor little piggies that give that awful flu its name .
Make no mistake about it. They’re still the cute, cuddly, oinky little oinkers that we know and love. They’ve still got cute little piggy noses and whiskers (yeah–pigs have whiskers, which makes them even cuter in my book). They still roll around in the mud and snort and talk to spiders.
Today’s the day it stops. I, Rainy Day Gal, am here to bring piggies back. Swine flu, whine flu. Piggies are still cute and lovable. And I, along with some creative etsy-ing folk, am going to prove it to you.
See? I told ya. This adorable little hat is from knittinmama. Lucy would just slay me with cuteness in that thing. Look at that knit, people! It’s impeccable! If I tried to do something like that it would likely resemble a cross between troll hair and a bowl of spaghetti.
This awesome print is from bluebicicletta. Not only do I love the message, but I adore the modern simplicity of the drawing. The tiny little corkscrew tail makes me smile. Her entire shop could not be cuter, and her blog is gorgeous as well.
Speaking of cute, these little guys just bowl me over. I’m not a trinkety, Tchotchke type o lady, but I can just imagine little Howie and Homer (yeah, I’ve named them–judge all you want) on my bookshelf. Check em out and the rest of tracyemuller’s shop here.
Oh, little modern orange pig. How I love thee. This t-shirt design comes from the earth-friendly folks over at elemental. I would totally dig this design on a piece of wall art as well.
And finally, there’s this little doll. I adore this guy. He’s so Charlotte’s Web–full of whimsy and classic design. I need him in my living room (apparently my goal in life is to have a house full of pigs. Go figure). Check him out and the rest of the cool modern prints at badbird.
And there you have it, folks. Pigs are makin’ a comeback. That nasty reputation was just a blip; a tiny scar on the long, long spectrum of pig lovableness.
But if you’re still looking for a reason re-embrace the little oinkers, remember this: pigs give us pork chops and bacon. And for that alone we should be eternally grateful.