I finished painting my “Peter Pan” themed piece for my sister’s family and I am pretty happy with the results. Now I must mail it to her, along with another piece I promised to send to her (it features her two daughters riding safari animals across a desert).
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What a productive weekend!! I love that! Cleaned up the whole apartment, got the laundry going, washed the dogs, painted, blogged, etc.!!
I have more exciting news, but I want to make sure it’s set in stone before I write about it, so until next time…
I have been following Chad Beckerman’s blog Mishaps and Adventures (there is a link on my blog spot)… he posts the most fascinating and endearing videos!! Please take a peek :)
The one he just posted was especially awesome- but in order to find out what I am writing about, I encourage you to click on the link and see for yourself!
I have ideas stewing in my head for designing some fancy submission packets, too… Maybe I can post images as those progress. They are still just in my head after all… and unless you are psychic there’s no way of showing what the heck is going on in there, is there?
I know it’s cliche to say, but doesn’t time really fly??? I cannot believe that August is half-way done, and I know, before I know it, Fall will be approaching…. Fall is my favorite season. But it does also leave me with a tang of melancholy feelings because with it, is the end of yet another year. I am one of those people that thinks probably way too much about “the meaning of life…” so you can only imagine what goes on in my head during these times. I still can’t believe I am in Portland, to be honest. Never in my life did I imagine I would have the guts to move so far away from my family and survive it!! I’m really falling in love with this city, though.
Alright, enough rambling! :)
PS: great movie I recently watched… Alfred Hitchcock’s The Man Who Knew Too Much… now I have Que Sera Sera stuck in my head. This movie… for some reason… really, really, really got to me… something about the relationship was so real, and their pain so sincere, that I fell in love with Doris Day and James Stewart all over again. I have linked this title to a youtube video of Doris Day singing so her kidnapped son can hear her… very touching scene.