Oh! Yeah... I guess I draw, too.

Today I:

• had a half a whole wheat English muffin with nutritional yeast and fake cream cheese with a cup of white tea for breakfast
• had a plain bagel with fake cream cheese for Second Breakfast
• am eating left over stir-fry for lunch

I was perusing whip up yesterday afternoon when I came across this woman's blog. I immediately became so jealous I nearly went blind inspired and had to run home and draw something myself. You see, some would say I was an artist.

Okay, I would say I was an artist. Not a very determined one. But I used colored pencils, and I still have them. Lots of them. My pencil sharpener, however, has apparently gone AWOL. I turned the apartment over looking for it, but to no avail. I was so frustrated that I almost didn't draw anything.

But I did. Behold! The Teapot.

Hardly fish coming out a Japanese school girl's belly, but everybody has different muses. I drew it on a paper bag. See?
Then I spent all night unclogging the sink. Yay.

Drawing this has made me realize several things:

• I am simultaneously arrogant and insecure in the area of art
• I typically draw once or twice a year (I am soo rusty!)
• I need another pencil sharpener (This has been an ongoing problem)
• I love paper bags, even if they're not quite archival quality paper
• maybe I should draw some more

Last night, I:

• dealt with plumbing, of course
• had Asian Fusion take out
• drank a Corona with a slice of lime