I’ve been working on a bunch of wee illustrations on bits of clay for potential adornment purposes. This idea has me all obsessed and might be worth the paralysed claw if I can do a decent job executing them. I’m finally getting to where I have some ‘yay’ moments, so hopefully by next week I’ll be adding a whole new line to my etsy store. Speaking of which, I added the Beware of Clown birthday card.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes last week. I had a fantastic day. Jim surprised me and took me to Adventure Island (a water park in Tampa, FL). I made myself go on everything even the stuff that had I been wearing any pants would have been scared right off of me. It’s strange how it seems as I get older, stuff that I would have done without flinching now involve the mustering of “guts”. I don’t want to turn in to an old skeerdy cat, so I refuse to succumb and sit on the sidelines.
I wonder why fear seeps in with adulthood? Is it that the closer we get to death the more aware we are of our mortality? Is it biological? Maybe I was always scared but wouldn’t admit because I had a particular image of myself I wanted to maintain and now that I’m older kidding myself that I’m a badass matters a lot less.
Anyway, it was a lot of fun. Waterparks are the way to go down here in the summer. I would have really felt old passing out with sunstroke at a regular amusement park. It’s freaking hot here already!
Okay, I’m hurting from hunching over those bits of clay like a junkie over a crack pipe. Time to gobble some advil and take a hot shower. I look forward to your haiku.