Not long ago when I was in Goodwill, I found something, and as soon as I clapped eyes on it, knew what was going to happen.
I was right.
It happened.
I couldn’t put the picture on here until now, because certain prying eyes could have seen it and it would have spoiled the surprise...
I painted this and sent it to my mother:
[album 65561 Moms Picture.jpg]
Now, I regularly troll the aisles at Goodwill searching for suitable frames to make some more like it.
They are perfect for my current ‘miniature phase’ of watercolors.
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Okay, thus ends my one official computer obligation of the day before I commence my self-declared, official, certified, and licensed, Day Off.
I’m going to go play with yarn, which will then be tossed into the washing machine to magically alter its structure entirely and then dabble in paint on some reduced to psychologically manageable sized pieces of premium watercolor paper, while listening to Randy Travis, Josh Groban and epic movie trailer music on the stereo.
(What a wordy and awkward sentence. Were I your English teacher, that literary monstrosity would be marked up with so much red pencil, it would make your tiny little brain explode.)
Ah, but sadly for you (), since you are NOT my English teacher, that spiteful pleasure will not be yours. Besides, you can’t bother me today.
It’s my Day Off, beginning in 5, 4, 3, 2, ....