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My great book idea
This sketching every day is fun but it’s making my blog not very colorful! Where are the fun pictures of Baby Bug?!!! Bring back the color you say? I agree. All this black and white and gray and a little bit of red today is very boooooar-ring.
But I have to post this because there is a story behind it and if I just leave it there sitting in flickrland people might make up stuff about me being depressed. Which actually is sort of where this idea came from BUT DON’T WORRY! I am not depressed! I’m actually feeling pretty happy and silly as I write this at two-fourty-two in the morning. What can I say? When I get free computer time, I use it.
This little drawing was supposed to be of some depressed looking goth teenager reading a novel. I even had his hair worked out. It would be black and flat ironed into his face. He’d be wearing skinny pants so skinny his legs looked like sticks. And then of course he’d be holding this book which would be funny as hell because who needs to read a book about being depressed! Hahahahahaah! I crack myself up.
Then I got bogged down in how to make the title of the book show up at the right perspective but have it still be readable…and it was just taking way too long! I don’t have time to be making complicated sketches when I have a toddler around! Not to mention, every time I break out the pen and paper she demands that it is HER pen and HER paper and then colors all over whatever I am drawing.
So this is what I’m left with. The book. I think it’s a pretty good idea for a book actually. It would be a parody. I’d write chapters and chapters about how to be morbidly depressed. I’d cover the small things like how to insure a hangover by not drinking water (thanks BA for that one) all the way to how to obsess about the hopelessness of world peace… You’d spend so much time thinking about how pathetic it is to be sad, that you’d actually end up doing the opposite and feel happy. Does that make sense?
Of course I’d have to heavily rely upon research from people like this blogger. In fact, maybe I’d even ask her to co-write it for me since she’s already written several books. I love her blog and continually find inspiration from it. Just read the quotes down the right side (not at the top but a little ways down) and I dare you not to feel inspired to be happier about your life. Happy isn’t that hard after all. It just takes some work.
Turn that frown upside down!
Now lets get some color back in this blog!
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Where’d my window go?
My window fell out of its hole last night. That sounds funny. But that is what happened. At 3 a.m. I woke with a terrible fright to the sound of five glass chandeliers falling onto cement. It was so loud. It was like a glass splat sound. Except there weren’t any chandeliers. It was my actual window falling out of its frame and breaking into a million pieces on the cement below.
What is it with us and shattering glass? Is it Toby’s smashing personality?
Maybe. It was Toby opening the window for a late-night smoke break that caused the sudden crash. It wasn’t his fault, it just happened. Our house is really really old and the window panes don’t really fit. I never knew they would fall out though. How many times has Baby Bug climbed up on that very same window and leaned all her weight on the glass?
Hundreds of times! It could have been Baby Bug plunging from the second story down to the cement below. I am totally freaked out about how many times I let her climb up to watch the trash truck going by or sing songs to the moon. We loved our window time. Phew. Not anymore.
Now we have no window. And to make matters worse, as Toby was downstairs sweeping up the shards of glass (so nobody got hurt) our neighbors called the cops on us. I can’t really blame them. It was three in the morning and maybe it sounded like we were having a raucous party or something but it was kind of a drag for Toby who has not been having a very good week. He was tired. He’d been up working all night and was just about to smoke his last cigarette and go to bed.
Then all this happens. But before the comments turn into a “Toby should quit smoking anyway” party, I want to let you know that he is trying. He has been trying for a while and I don’t want to give him any flack. Nobody wants Toby to quit smoking more than Toby wants to quit smoking. So let’s just not dwell on that subject. It’s a bit of a sore spot.
So now what? Well I guess we’re going to get a new window. Maybe one that fits this time! Toby’s been researching everything there is to know about windows on the internet and he might have figured out a way to make our house warmer and less noisy. So maybe in the end this will be a blessing in disguise. Because let me tell you first hand, our house is NOT warm or quiet. It is anything but.
