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there’s always time for painting
No matter where you are or what you’re going through, there’s always time for pottery painting. That’s my motto.
OMSH took us to a little pottery-painting studio about an hour away from her town. It was quaint and cute and totally worth the drive.
Even Pink Kitty came. She goes everywhere Bug goes these days which might explain why she’s looking a little worse for wear. That poor cat.
The other day Bug was off doing something in OMSH’s master bathroom. She loves that bathroom because it’s big, it has lots of mirrors and it has a pretty pink rug on the floor. A perfect princess bathroom by Bug standards. Anyway, Bug kept calling for me to bring her a towel and I was a bit annoyed with her because I was working on my computer in the schoolroom, and why oh why would she need a bath towel? She wasn’t taking a bath.
“But I’m giving Pink Kitty a bath!” she hollered at me.
“You’re what?!!”
First of all she knows she’s not supposed to give Pink Kitty a bath because we’ve been through this before and real baths for stuffed cats equal crunchy stuffed cats later. Second of all I didn’t hear the water running. This was not going to be good.
“I’m giving Pink Kitty a bath with my spit!” she finally clarified. Duh.
Spit might have something to do with why Pink Kitty isn’t as fluffy as she used to be. Good thing she is machine washable is all I can say. Ew!
So anyway painting was super fun. Pretty much anything is fun with the OMSHes. They are their own entertainment. The kids have all kinds of inside jokes and they break out into song every time anyone says anything remotely near a lyric of a pop song. I am never that fun. Bug is going to be bored out of her socks when we have to go home. Good thing we have a trip to Washington D.C. planned right after this!
Maybe the kids get their entertaining sense of humor from their mom.
Comedy aside, I had a really good time painting. I’m happiest when I’m creating. This is a mug I painted with a little squeeze bottle with a needle tip on the end. They’re called mosquito writers, I think. I’ve never used them before and found them pretty challenging, but they’re way better than a fat ugly paintbrush which was my only other choice since I left my special fine-tip brushes at home. I hate it when I do that. But I loved using these mosquito writers. The line is a little wobbly but I kinda like it. The painting is of the OMSH family. I can’t wait to see what it looks like when it gets fired.
I also painted this little raincoat girl. I painted this one first and accidentally used a thicker-tipped squeeze bottle so the line is a lot thicker. But I still like it. I’m going to put it in my shop when it’s fired if anyone wants to buy it.
Bug painted a pink plate with flowers on it, of course. I should have taken pictures of it but I didn’t. Sorry.
OMSH painted a coffee mug that says, “Suck It Up,” which I thought was pretty funny, since it’s a COFFEE MUG! Hahahaha! I think the OMSHes are rubbing off on me.
And then we yeehawed all the way home.
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and other reindeer games
I haven’t blogged in so long you probably thought I died. I bet you thought that big fat Pop-Tart haunted mansion from my last old moldy post fell on me and killed me dead. I can just see my avocado green and black striped witch tights sticking out from underneath the house like the wicked witch of the West.
Nope. I’m still alive. Some days barely.
I have actually been buried in work, which is a good thing because I’ve finally decided to ramp up my freelance business and become an official working mom. I’m not working in an office or anything but I am rocking and rolling on some big freelance jobs. I hope to have my business website up in a week or so. I’ll share that with you when it happens. It’s pretty exciting. Not a mind-blowing design or anything but at least it will be something so my prospective clients can see what I really do. If you know anyone looking for a graphic illustrator, put the word out for me. I’ll love you forever!
In other news, I am still in Texas! As you would expect, I’m picking up the drawl and people are starting to think I’m a local yokel. I love it here. The food, the people, the great expanses of green space…if I weren’t so attached to California, I’d move here in a heartbeat.
Bug has been having a blast. She thinks she’s the OMSH family’s long-lost fourth kid. They play all sorts of crazy complicated games while I work away on my laptop in the schoolroom. I have to admit it tickles my heart to see her sneaking around with the gang, plotting elaborate spy games while armed with a pink hat, a pink puffy skirt and a Nerf gun. It’s a very refreshing sight since I’m about as sick as one can get of playing kitty and being named “Flower.”
“Stick ’em up! Give me all your money!”
What? The pink skirt and pink hat aren’t intimidating enough? (They are actually pink, not red. Forgive my poor photography.) How about that red laser beam piercing your forehead? Just kidding around. Isn’t her hat cute? Sonja made it for Bug to match mine because now that I have a new red hat Bug thinks her old blue one is just not girly enough. She loves her new hat and even though it hasn’t been a bit cold here she wears it around the house regularly.
I know these pictures are not the best quality. That’s what I get for backlighting people and shooting in low light but I thought they told a good story. I just wanted to let you know we are still alive and kicking. Or at least Bug is. I’m sitting my butt in OMSH’s funky green office chair and cranking on freelance work.
I hope to have more tales for you soon! In the meantime don’t miss my Bowly Bowl post (yes, I wrote an entire post about bowls) for your chance to win $100 before I close up the comments on Monday!
