Catalog Living

I have to admit to a strange fascination with catalogs.  Something about curling up with a cup of coffee and a new catalog just says "Relaxing."  I usually can't buy one single thing in them but I like to get ideas for decorating or simply drool over something I can't have.  Come on... you've done it too.

I found a website yesterday (via another blog, of course), that made me laugh out loud.  It's called Catalog Living.  The subtitle reads:

A look into the exciting lives of the people who live in your catalogs.

Molly Erdman, an L.A. based actor, writer and comedian has created an imaginary couple - Gary and Elaine - who live with their children in the pages of many of the catalogs we like to browse.  It sort of brings a shot of reality to the daydreams we might have about reproducing the beautiful, serene and very expensive lifestyles depicted at Pottery Barn or Ethan Allen. 

Here are a few examples...

Sure Gary’s out of town, but I’m perfectly capable of starting a fire in the fireplace by myself, thank you very much.

Not only are they super-cute, but ever since we installed these nets our household cases of malaria are down 75%!

Our entryway set-up is great! Now I never forget my hat, burlap satchel, or life preserver.

Last year at the 4th of July party, Karen shattered Gary’s ship-in-a-bottle. This year Gary felt it

appropriate to remind her.

While Gary and Elaine were in the kitchen getting popcorn, the brave yellow sweater attempted its escape.

If you go to Game Night at Gary and Elaine’s, you can count on playing at least a few rounds of Wood Fish.

Gary, we were having such a lovely afternoon with the Andersons until you decided you just had to

show off your string ball.

Gary got the idea from a parking lot in New York. Sure the kids get rope burns climbing into bed, but their upper-body strength is amazing.

Elaine finally found a place where Gary wouldn’t find her prized albino apples.

Gary Jr. painstakingly straightened his Star Wars figures after once again catching his dad playing with them.

Gary, I can tell you’re chewing something and I told you the mossballs are for our guests!

Gary, have you finished writing that song for me yet?

Gary? Gary?!?!?!

Okay, I'll stop.  But you really must go check out "Catalog Living" for yourself.  Only if you share my weird sense of humor, that is.