I like the ending to this convo with the hubby today (he's still in effin Fairbanks, leaving me to deal with a hormonal dog all by myself, RUDE ^_^)
me: Hello
him: hey baby, whatchu doing?
me: painting...
him: WAIT let me guess... you're painting trees?
me: well... a forest
him: Ha. you're always painting trees
me: i like trees...
him: why don't you paint a plate of food or something?
me: ugh, a still life? BO-ring
him: i dare you. Or is that too far out of your box?
me: i can paint food
him: I get home friday, i expect it to be done then. Do you have hockey? Maybe you should start right now...
me: Hey, If I'm doing it, I'm doing it my way.
him: ....yah well, fruit is nice.
Soo.. I drew a gigantic sandwhich... my manwhich. (since he's constantly referring to things as 'man-shit' that I wouldn't understand.) lol. I'm going to start painting it tomorrow.
BTW, That forrest of mine is about to be sent to
freddybenn (it's almost done!)
^ Lilly
^ MANWHICH
^Lilly climbing a fence that is over 6 ft tall.
Sorry about the sideways photos... poo on macs.