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Opposite of Tuesday-- hockey has me too happy to post coherently.
Also, that miniature oil painting workshop apparently was one of my Christmas presents, where I was also creating a Christmas present for my mother? I'm not sure. We were supposed to copy from a bunch of stock photos the instructor had bought, so of course I painted a portrait of Oscar from my phone instead because my mother wanted that. It actually came out reasonably well-- I mean, you can tell it's a dachshund, and it even looks kinda like Oscar-- but it did lead to the instructor passive-aggressively hovering over me a lot and telling me how I was doing the eye all wrong. I can't blame her; I was clearly not listening to instructions. But, oh well. I DO WHAT I WANT, LADY. I WANT TO PAINT WEINER DOGS. NOT LANDSCAPES.
I am the worst. But Mom liked it, and that's the important thing.
Anyway, I am taking Oscar with me to work on Monday, because my coworkers have always wanted to see him. Somehow, I will have to manage to transport a weiner dog, a large chocolate cake, and a bunch of office crap to a building that is not ADA-compliant and has no elevator. This should be interesting.
Also, that miniature oil painting workshop apparently was one of my Christmas presents, where I was also creating a Christmas present for my mother? I'm not sure. We were supposed to copy from a bunch of stock photos the instructor had bought, so of course I painted a portrait of Oscar from my phone instead because my mother wanted that. It actually came out reasonably well-- I mean, you can tell it's a dachshund, and it even looks kinda like Oscar-- but it did lead to the instructor passive-aggressively hovering over me a lot and telling me how I was doing the eye all wrong. I can't blame her; I was clearly not listening to instructions. But, oh well. I DO WHAT I WANT, LADY. I WANT TO PAINT WEINER DOGS. NOT LANDSCAPES.
I am the worst. But Mom liked it, and that's the important thing.
Anyway, I am taking Oscar with me to work on Monday, because my coworkers have always wanted to see him. Somehow, I will have to manage to transport a weiner dog, a large chocolate cake, and a bunch of office crap to a building that is not ADA-compliant and has no elevator. This should be interesting.
