Singing Dogs celebrate Dad on Father’s Day

Send dad our new  heartfelt Dads are Heros ecard.  Dads do so much for us and rarely are they thanked enough.  How do we show dad we care?  Bennett and I decided to call our friend Peter, who creates Elmo’s music. We asked Peter to create some fun yet heartfelt lyrics for Doozy members to send their Fathers.   Peter created and sung the  fun Hawaiian lyrics  in our Hawaiian Doggie Fathers Day ecard and he created the music for Dad’s Dog Band.
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We hope you’ll show the dads in your life you care with our new Father’s Day ecards and we wish you all a special Father’s Day!

AFTERMATH

Hi, this is Bennett again, Doozy’s organizational poobah and the voice of several critters of the ecards.

How was your Valentine’s Day? Mine was a washout, romantically speaking. I ought to have spent the day in a spa under the hands of a master masseur. I ought to have booked a flight to Cancun. I ought to have bought myself chocolate (is that the hedonist’s version of “I coulda had a V-8?”).

HOWEVER, President’s Day rocked! Romance came knocking with a sheepish look on it’s face and apologizing for taking a later train. Maybe my karma is the reverse of normal expectations? Friday the 13th turned out lucky too (knocking furiously on wood now).

Speaking of luck, our next holiday up is St. Patrick’s Day. Chandler and the production team are already cooking some fun-in-green for the occasion so prep your ecard mailing lists!

 – Bennett

On Valentines, Chocolate, and Love

 

Hi, this is Bennett, Doozy’s Director of Operations and the voice of the Gecko and the Hamster (http://www.doozycards.com/new-cards-greeting-cards/valentine-strip-o-gram).

Are you in love? I’m not. Again. Well, not with a human being… I am completely in love with chocolate (dark, with almonds!). and if you are reading this and thinking of favoring me by sending me some, please know I prefer the expensive kind (sorry about that). So, being a bachelor on yet another Valentine’s Day I celebrate the day in two ways.

First, it’s a day to celebrate all the people I love and admire. I really do believe in love itself, in the most universal, profound sense. I believe that the value of being sweet to people and the value of beauty is that it evokes the experience of love inside the heart and mind. This is a kind of spiritual uplift when you offer it to someone. It creates the experience of love in your own heart at the same time. I truly believe in practicing that daily. So on Valentine’s Day I speak more sweetly, tell  more people they inspire me, and try to behave kindly and graciously because I think it makes for more love in the world all around.

Then there’s chocolate. Let me just say, Chandler is really good about giving chocolate, especially on Valentine’s Day. Everyone at Doozy gets some. And it’s the good stuff too! This reminds me; my new favorite ecard is the one we made this week; Fairy Choclate Valentine. Caroline animated it and she has this very rich sense of color. I think it’s sumptuous; see for yourself: http://www.doozycards.com/ecards/valentines-day/popular/fairy-chocolate-valentine . And then… and then.. just because we are Doozycards, we couldn’t make a lovely ecard and leave it alone. Oh no, we of course had have some fun with it. Here’s the “comic” version: http://www.doozycards.com/ecards/valentines-day/anti/perils-of-chocolate .

I hope you get lots of your favorite chocolate on Valentine’s Day. Please send lots of Doozy Valentines Day ecards; it will allow me to buy myself some truly decadent chocolates for myself and my friends. I hope love stays with you all year round.

 – Bennett

 

Happy Fourth of July

It’s time to eat white frosted cakes with blueberry and strawberry flags, hamburgers, hot dogs and buttery corn on the cob.  Have you seen our new Talking Corn on the Cobb card?  It’s a perfectly corny and cute way to say hello to friends. You guys are loving the Latasha July 4th card  and she thanks you.  America the Beautiful, our staff favorite, is also flying off the servers. After you send ecards to everyone spreading more holiday cheer than all the fireworks, we hope you indulge yourself with a lot of holiday fun.
My kids are already furiously making flags out of long straws and flag napkins. They love them but we did have a little excitement when all of the napkins blew away and Oliver, my four year old, was running after them screaming.  He loves to scream.  He’s been doing it since the day he was born.
I personally can’ t wait to leap around with sparklers in my hands doing my Mitzi Gaynor imitation. The kids love it and it does help burn off all the “yunk food” as my little Cooper calls it. We hope you have a blast with family and friends, enjoy the fireworks and then rest and relax all day Saturday and Sunday.  Happy Birthday America!

Post Christmas Post

It’s a lazy day after Christmas.  The kids are  busy, busy, busy with all their loot, people are grazing on Christmas left overs, I’m returning customer support calls. Then the baby gets sick and throws up all over his bed. We assemble a crisis team. Hubby hands out plastic gloves; I strip baby down and bath him in the laundry room sink.  Hubby takes the crib apart, hand washes everything and starts the first of five loads for the washer.  An hour later, baby is clean, happy and eating a cracker.  Then, he throws up again…and again.

After a second round of commando cleanup, the Christmas Honeybaked ham isn’t looking so good. Happily I put it back in the fridge and opt for some water.

My other two sons are still in their pajamas  – a luxury that only happens a few days a year when a family of five has no place to be.  After four hours of Guitar Hero, I decide the ten year old needs a break.  I have a few hundred hours of arcade games behind me.  That’s right, I tell my son and nephew, I had to put a quarter in for every single game I played and I played A LOT.  “That’s lame,” one replies unsympathetically.  They don’t know who their dealing with. I slip the strap over my shoulder and choose  “Rock Me All Night Long”.  The kids start snickering. Strumming proves to be a bit of a challenge but I’m getting the hang of it, I think, until I am being booed off Guitar Hero’s stage.  The sting is real as my laughing ten-year old son takes the guitar back to start his hundredth song. He strums it like a pro hitting every note perfectly. I vow to practice when the kids are sleeping.
With the baby back in bed safely, with lots of clothes and no covers (five loads from vomit and five normal family loads are my limit), I  move on to try the three-year old’s toys.  Sesame Street games, building sets, train sets and more train stuff; I’m already bored.  You do have to fake it until you make it when you have Thomas the Train fans in the house.  I start drooling worse than my toddler, who drooled worse than a Saint Bernard.

I’m yearning to try Guitar Hero again.  Of course I’ll have my spotlight alone tonight when the kids are passed out from the results of hyper consumerism.  The moonlight is here and the family room is getting ready for Mama’s descent into Rock stardom. Of course that’s assuming the baby is sleeping soundly too.