Friday, November 21, 2014
Thursday, November 20, 2014
He still eats like he's starving, follows the sunbeam around for his naps and bugs me for his daily walks.
He still loves every human being he meets, prefers a fence between himself and other dogs and thinks things that move by themselves are scary – leaves blowing in the wind especially.
He now hides in the bathtub during thunderstorms, prefers to eat his dinner off the floor instead of from his bowl and knows when it's 7:30pm and time for his nightly Dentastix.
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
BTW, the letter is cobbled together from multiple versions I've found over the years. I'm not that good of a writer. When I saw an explanation I liked, I added it to the file. I've had it mostly ready to go for three years, but yesterday is the first time I was asked the big question.
"Is Santa real? And mom, don't lie," the girl said to me. In the car. On the way to the dentist.
Too bad the letter was at home on my computer.
Well, except for that stretch of 70 and 270 when he found the Columbus station broadcasting the Browns game coverage. I don't remember it. I must have dozed off and got my nap during the game after all.
Saturday, November 15, 2014
I enjoyed chatting with the ladies who had tables near me, but we had more time to fill than any of us wanted. Visitors were mostly looking and we each had only a handful of sales. I don't think the weather kept them away, but it was an awfully small parking lot.
Oh well. I had plenty of time to get the front and back cover of Sketchbook #43 decorated and even started on the inside cover.
It was better than helping with homework and doing laundry, so I'm going to count it as a success.
Friday, November 14, 2014
I'm also having a SALE on pendants featuring my floral illustrations.
If you're in the area, stop by and say hello!