funny, Life lessons, textures

How many licks…

What would you do for 10 bucks!
Get your head out of the gutter folks!
There are kids in the room (maybe)

I have two lovely nieces and boy are they amazing.
They are beautiful, they are funny, they are talented (it’s like I am describing myself right? j/k)
A BIG difference Is that there are things THEY will do for a tenner or a fiver that I WILL NOT!

Picture this
A Burgundy F150 parked in a dusty driveway just outside of Swift Current, Saskatchewan. This F150 has had her fair share of experiences but none like what she was about to be involved in.
Tarla, the trucks name, was minding her own business when this little girl not but the age of 12 decided to take a bet made by her awesome aunt Myshel (that’s me)

ME: “I will give you 10 bucks if you lick that bird poop on Tarla’s hood”

The little gal looks at her amazing aunt with inquisitive eyes…probably wondering if she heard her aunti correctly.

SHE SURE DID!

ME: “lick that poop and I will will give you 10 buckeroos!”

She looks at me, looks at Tarla’s hood and decided right there that reward outweighed the cost and my little, beautiful, funny, talented niece…

Licked
that
poop

TEXTURES… a fitting transition from todays story.
Here are a few texture photo’s I took!

Life lessons, safety first

Establishing Relationship Roles

I get in the car, sit back and buckle up.
Haitham is in the driver seat, he waits for me to get situated before we get moving.

I AM STUCK
my solution…pull on the seat belt harder and faster
end result…the belt is now tighter and more constraining and I am now shouting out loud “why is it doing this? It’s locked up”!

Haitham, like always, waits for me to calm down and stop talking.
Haitham, like always, helps me…..
he calmly reaches over me and slowly pulls the seatbelt out and over me….smooth like butter.

He then answers my question of “why” by stating…the seat belt is made like this…the harder it is pulled, the tighter it locks. They are made like that on purpose.

I look at him and tell him to stop the car and look at me.

I said ” do you see that this very scenario is like the definition of our relationship and personalities”? I am the crazy tornado…you are the calming of the storm.

He laughs and says “this should be apart of a phycological test”

“picture this potential scenario”

You walk into an interview…you are asked to take a seat.
The interviewer now asks you to fasten your belt….it is then that you realize that there is a seat belt attached to the chair you are in.

You follow the instructions and buckle up…

“me”….it’s tight…I pull on it…it is tighter..I panic and rapidly yank on the strap across my chest like I am trying to start a lawnmower with a distraught look of fear on my face.

Caught up in the chaos I loose site of the fact that I am in a room with a potential new employer and finally look ….

Interviewer…”thanks for coming in”….

retro mom and daughter
Life lessons

I think I have morning sickness

Me , 7-8 years old, standing in the kitchen with my mother one morning.
“Mom, I think I have morning sickness, I wake up every morning with an upset stomach”
Mom stops what she’s doing and turns to me with a hint of a smile.
“I doubt that is what is it, morning sickness is something you get when you are pregnant”

LETS FLAMINGO!
For those of you that know me, you would have heard about my love for flamingos!
This all started in my first year of Graphic Design where I was assigned this mystical create for assignment.
First year was full of some great thumbnails, attention to detail and a flow of ideas.
Although I have kept and built on some of these things, I have lost the THUMBNAILS!
Last week when I started going through my past work I was reinsured to go back to scratch and start paying more attention to the beginnings instead of rushing to the end.