So I took a break and watched The Bachelor. Wow. Just... wow. I think I burned some major brain cells on that. (And yes, I will watch it next week too, because apparently I like damaging my brain.) I also started reading yet another Nicholas Sparks book, because it seems that I like sobbing uncontrollably over fictional characters. Then it got worse. I was in my truck yesterday and I mindlessly started singing along with the radio. I soon realized that I knew all the words to One Direction's "What Makes You Beautiful". I don't even know how that happened. In a vain attempt to pretend that didn't happen, I pushed play on my CD player and commenced with my singing along... with a frog... and the ABC song.
It's official. I've lost my edge.
Now that I need to restore my self pride and reboot process of reasoning, I will offer a look back at my, ehem... accomplishments in the last four days.
- I showered four times.
- I made a mask out of egg, honey and avocado, smeared it on my face and frightened my children. It was magical.
- I successfully removed the cat puke stain from my lacy white tank top.
- I baked and consumed a delicious blackberry cobbler.
- I went to a yoga class and didn't fall into a pathetic, post-flu heap on my mat (although my mat had been so dormant that contained a something that resembled a used cocoon... or an old spider nest).
- At said yoga, I was required to fill out a questionnaire. One question was: What would you like to achieve with your yoga practice? My answer: World Peace.
- I stopped myself from saying "Namaste, Motherfuckers" at the end of said yoga class.
- I cleaned out the backseat of my pick up truck. It looked like five rabid squirrels, a wildebeest and a hungry coyote had been locked in there. I realized halfway through that I should have first donned a HazMat suit.
- I scooped some pony poop. It's tiny and adorable, as poop goes. At least that is what I told Sarah when some of it fell from my boots onto her white carpet.
- And lastly, my personal favorite, the book that I illustrated is now in print!
Also, I'm giving a book away to one of you! All you have to do is follow me on Google or Facebook and leave a comment here or on my facebook page. You'll get an extra entry for sharing this post on Facebook, Twitter or Google + (or whatever social media that you frequent, not including the bulletin board at your local salebarn).
The winner will be announced on Friday and the book will be shipped out soon, most likely with the items from my last giveaway which I hosted before Christmas (i.e. the time period before I became Typhoid Jo.) Sorry AC and Savvy. I'll make sure and surprise you with some extra goodies in your packaging- but not blackberry cobbler because I don't think that would ship very well.
The book is titled B. Thomas the Bear's Rocky Mountain Chocolate Adventure. It is an adorable little story for children, based on a true event that happened last summer in Estes Park, CO at a chocolate shop owned by some good friends of mine. My friend asked if I would be interested in illustrating the story and I said, "Hell yes!. "Bear" in mind that I had never, ever, in my life drawn a bear before." I also hadn't been diligently practicing drawing since Art School. When I say "diligently", I mean "at all". I practiced a few bears then I called her back and said, "Can we make it about a horse stealing chocolate, rather than a bear? I've been drawing those since I was three!" She insisted that the story stay true to life so I buckled down, created my version of a curious yearling black bear named B. Thomas and cranked out the entire book in about two weeks. I am telling you all of this because
Ta daaa! My first book as a published illustrator!
If you are interested in buying one (or 20!) copies of the book, please call the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory in Estes Park at 970-586-6601 and place your order. While you are buying your collector's item book, you can also purchase all the delectable goodies that B. Thomas loved so much, because unlike cobbler, chocolate does ship well! (Make sure and order some "Balls of Joy". Trust me. That is some serious yumminess.)
$1.00 from the sale of each book will be donated to bear conservation and education programs.
Peace, Love and Beary Good Chocolate,