Everyone has their own look
This was my portrait shot. I threw the Cast together and made them smile. If they had mouths.
This was my portrait shot. I threw the Cast together and made them smile. If they had mouths.
I decided to post out of order again. The next Horrible in the queue is not one of my favorites, and it's taking me a while to move past it. It's not that it's terrible, but there's a (relatively boring) back story I want to write, and I haven't yet found the will.
So I decided to lead with this welcome back message that I drew a couple of days ago. I did miss posting new Horribles. I only managed to draw three or so doodles during the Marathon. I'm glad I waited, however. I couldn't stand not having a least a month's worth of backup doodles in the queue.
This fits in well with one of my goals in life: reduction of stress. Whether it's arriving at the airport three hours early or taking the vanpool to and from work to avoid driving in traffic, I do everything in my power to not put myself in situations that are stressful while in control. That last part is important: if I have some say over the situation, but my say is not sufficient to make a change, it creates much more stress than sitting by and watching something that I have no control over. For example, I'd rather sit in traffic in the passenger seat than drive in traffi, even thought by driving I still maintain a semblance of control. I'm not sure why I'm wired that way, but I am.
By request (hi, Kelly and Kelly's kids!). I particularly like how the dogs look. They're very cute if a bit smelly.
The Seattle winter weather has returned: rainy and fifties. Most of the icicles have melted on our fountain except for the bottom bowl, which is still partly frozen. I turned on the pump this morning but nothing happened. I'm hoping that it works once it completely melts. Otherwise I'll have to put on my toolbelt and start afixing. Or call someone. Definitely the latter.