So this is old news now but I like this page because it’s colorful (though my scanner sucketh and the color is not quite accurate) and my mad face while I’m waiting for the slow internet is funny. My laptop is s-l-o-w-l-y dying but Toby and I are waiting for Apple to release a new laptop and they are just not releasing anything except the stupid ipad. Grrrrrr….


And I couldn’t not include this one because it’s like a foreshadowing of things to come with the lemonade and the sugar freakiness!


I could totally skip this one. First there’s all that blank space at the bottom left where I hid private stuff that you can’t see. (Gasp! I know! I actually have secrets. Don’t worry, I’m not pregnant. Le sigh.) But I had to include it because of the hair bit. That pretty much sums up every day lately between Bug and I and her hair. I threaten to cut it all off but her Daddy likes it long so we battle it out. Which is pretty much how I remember my youth going too. I had long hair and I was always in trouble for it falling my face or something or other…


Finally! Something newsworthy and relevant! Lemon Week! Launching tonight or tomorrow or whenever I get another free moment.

sketchbook catchup


This is what a slow news day looks like in the sketchbook.


A story from Bug. A few days before we had filled out one of those ad-lib story things except I let her know the context of the story as we filled in the words. Now that story is forever stuck in her head and she wanted me to sketch it here. I wanted to embellish it a bit and take it the story line out of the cliché but Bug would have none of it. So cliché it is. And those angry cats…they are supposed to be tired. I need to work on my tired faces.


Angella day! Also I made gravy, which is quite a big deal. You should celebrate.


Some more sketching at the park. I’m still required at the swings for pushing duty but every once in a while I get to steal myself away for a nice sit on a bench. I love just sitting around at the park instead of climbing around on the equipment rescuing certain height-challenged people. Then the next day it was breakfast with the kids I babysit and some more time with Angella and Bethany and Jen in Oceanside. Oceanside is trippy. It’s not my favorite beach but it is a nice halfway point between here and San Diego and the food at Hillstreet Cafe is YUM-diddy-yum-yum! (Bug’s word.)


Yesterday we killed some time at the mall and didn’t buy a single thing besides lunch and some gelato!


Now you’re all caught up. The excitement! How can you stand it!! Just kidding. Blargh.