Friday, June 24, 2011

Eat This Crumpet

That boyfriend of mine. He's very creative and funny, and I love it when you put the two together.

There is this artist's blog that I made him follow. His name is Marc Johns and I've always liked his simply rendered, witty little watercolors. I must admit, though, just how envious I am of his selling power, something I'd love to be able to do, and so, at times we do poke a little fun at him.

So, one day, I get an email from my bf with Marc Johns' most recent work, pictured below:



source: Marc Johns

See, my bf loves crumpets, and almost every evening when we are talking on the phone, he's having one for dessert. A crumpet, that is, not a trumpet. So then, a few minutes later, I get this masterpiece, inspired by the above artwork:
Eat This Crumpet
Need I say more? 

Well, I will. I loved this so much, I asked him to draw something else for me. He asked what I'd like him to draw and the first thing that came to mind was a flying boat.  His response was, "you mean a sea-plane?" I said, "I'm thinking bird wings, not plane wings". 
This Boat Has Wings
Awesome.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

About A Boy

It's been awhile since I've blogged, and it's because of a boy. It's amazing how you lose all track of time when you meet someone...and you really like them...a lot. 

But this post is not really about that boy. I just brought him up to explain my absence and the fact that I was recently telling him a cute little story in the "History of Foo", and I thought it was something that others might like to hear, too. You know, just something to get the blog ball rolling again. So, here it is: 
"After my divorce, my first home of my very own was here [link removed to protect the innocent].  I remember a lady that lived in the building next to mine. Her name was Siobhan. She told me she had her name legally changed to get away from her family for some reason that I can no longer remember, but it was something very mysterious.
Anyway, I'd see her out walking her dogs when I came home from work. She was a bit odd but nice. Siobhan was very talky talky to me, and I would think to myself how nice it would be to make friends with a neighbor just like you see in sitcoms and such. You know, like 'Friends'. So, I went over to her apartment one afternoon, and as we were sitting there watching Star Trek: The Next Generation, she started feeling my leg. 
And then I told her I had to go....and I never went to her house again." 
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