Friday, January 02, 2004

so it shall be written, so it shall be done...

Well, I didn't write it down, but I do have to do it. Clean up my car, that is. I tend to be somewhat (hysterical laughter) of a slob. I clean my car up about once a year--maybe. Basically it's a trash can on wheels. If I rolled all the windows down things would fly out as I drove down the street.

Pray-tell, why does it bother me today? Well, it IS the new year and when I got in the car to go to work this morning I looked over at the passenger seat and noticed a half-dollar sized poop stain. After we took the pups for a long walk last night Sadie apparently decided to plant her butthole on the back of the seat--she likes to stand while she rides for some reason. Ugh. I'm messy, but I'm not disgusting, so it's time for the annual clean-a-thon. Just thinking about that poop stain on my velour seat makes me nauseous.

I did find my pastels last night (they are NuPastels, not oil pastels as I thought) and did a cartoonish cat drawing. It's really quite horrible, but it was fun and I learned a few things: You CAN blend too much. Pastels are really messy. I have no idea what I am doing (and that's OK). And that I can be NON-judgemental when trying something new--and that's the best part. I used to be very critical of myself and I've gotten a lot better about that. Staying in the learn-mode is what I'm shooting for this year. Exploring. Remaining open to experience. Etcetera.

Eight more days and I'll be freakin' 39 years old. ACK!!!!


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