Anyone else ever wake up in the morning with a burning desire to draw an elf? If anyone at all says yes to that, I can only assume we are twins who were separated at birth. However, as you can see, this is not an elf, although I had to stop myself from making that little ear all pointy.
The elf is still a possibility. But today I’m also thinking PAINT.
Who knows where the day will end. (Only my secret twin. Scary thought.)
Okay, I do have a couple of sane things to say. W is off to hand rehab. But his fingers are straight and moveable and so much improved, I can’t imagine they’ll keep him there for long. Tomorrow is our anniversary, in case I forget to mention it then. Forty three years together. Unless you take away all the separate vacations. Hey, time apart is very important. You do whatever works.
Eleven straight days of mindless posts to go! Haha. I am on such a roll.