January 2004
smudgy crayons and fudgy martinis
Today I had a doctor’s appointment at lunch. After the appointment I got in my car and said, “Ok, where should we go today?” and Snowbird said, “The art store! I still don’t have my sketchbook!”
And so I drove to the art store, a local haunt of mine where everyone knows my name. To be [...]
"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once she grows up."
Snowbirds love snow
I was going to post an old photo or two today in honor of the 3 to 5 inches of snow that fell last night, but as I put my picture in the scanner someone tugged on my arm and asked me to draw instead. And so may I introduce to you for the first [...]
silent all these years
If I told Andrew this story, he’d say, “Bah! You’re just like your mom.” You’re cringing, aren’t you. You know that this is something you never say to a girl without expecting an ugly rebuttal. I would gladly spend an hour trying to convince him otherwise, breaking him down until he throws up his hands [...]
eke
‘Eek
Inflected Form(s): eked; ek·ing
1 archaic : increase, lengthen
2 : to get with great difficulty — usually used with “out” (eke out a living); supplement : “Kate eked out her income working for the crazymakers while pursuing her dreams in children’s literature.”
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This morning my inbox is my friend. I received an email from the SCBWI Eastern PA [...]
dog eared
Had to add another distraction:
Mary Ludington’s pet portraits. Especially the doxie in the snow! I have a soft spot for dog ears. The longer and thinner and floppier the better. I have a feeling I’m going to have a whole album of beagle ear pictures on display when the time comes.
birdie turns thirty
Yes, today at 3:01 pm I shall be 30 years old. A birthday of mixed feelings. I don’t know what to say so I am posting some photos.
First, me as a wee little thing in on a sled, with my Beagle pal, Max. Aren’t I a puffy little snowbird?
Next, my first birthday, celebrated at my [...]