Carrot Onesie Meets Miss Dior ...

The blog break is over and you may be wondering what I got up to so here is a recap

slept, drank tea, drew a little, watched crap tv, got out of the house as much as possible,

caught epic flu, slept, contemplated my half eyebrow, 

and my badger hair, read rubbish books, and trashy magazines, went skylarking

flu came back, did an impression of being the physical embodiment of a bed for a few days, delighted in having enough hair that I got bed head, drew a little,

watched a ridiculous number of youtube videos with Phantom

was sneezed on, slept on and licked a scary number of times by Mushu aka Blog Dude

had my frozen yogurt hoovered by said mutt when I wasn't looking

was force fed superfoods by Phants and Sinus

to the point that if I sneeze I am getting chia seeds shoot out my nostrils

and if all that wasn't enough we ran headlong into Phantom Steve's 18th birthday!

Somewhere along the line our gloriously mad little girl grew up

and this birthday has brought a flood of memories, 

like the fact that she spent two years having to be bribed to put on clothes

 there was a memorable four months that she was a cat

and this was serious method acting, meows only, meals on the floor...the whole shebang

she has changed her name too many times to count

 was a scary perfectionist about her hair braids all through school

she spent months wearing only tap shoes because they made such a great noise

but these days manages to walk with the stealth of a cat burglar

scaring the bejeezus out of me at least twice a day

she has never failed to laugh at a good fart joke or whoopee cushion

not to mention that to this day won't mix foods on a single fork of food

well that wonderful daughter

has become an adult and is now able to vote and drink and all that good stuff

plus her grandparents got her some Miss Dior Perfume

which provided me with a fabulous subject for the painting for this post

and yes the colours are a way too bright, but I can't help but give them a tweak

Her card this year was a slightly slap dash number dedicated to Hannah Hart's Carrot Onesie

which is a madly addictive part from the video below

It is the constant stream in my head at the moment

and will forever be the soundtrack that I associate with this birthday

I make no apologies if you find yourself muttering carrot onesie, carrot, carrot onesie for the rest of the day because it is so wonderfully, gloriously mad that it will make you smile every time

if you are reading on a mobile device then the video isn't playing

no clue why... and it is hurting my brain trying to re do it

but I don't want you to miss out... so click on this link

and you too can have it running through your head endlessly

Carrot Onesie

So happy 18th to Phantom Steve

she is an oldie but a goodie and we love her to bits

I am now off to try to finish my homework from the last lesson of Sketchbook Skool

happy painting all ... xx

linking with my friends at  Paint Party Friday

Blog Dude ....

I am Mushu... Blog dude while the lopsided, baldy one takes a little break

I have no clue what she needs a break from as all she seems to does drink tea, eat chocolate, sleep and mourn that Clooney fella's engagement

I hear her mumbling about projects, unfinished work and emails, the size of the dust bunnies

and the reemergence of the Great Wall of Washing

She also goes on and on about not having painty hands

Not sure how that is a bad thing as I haven't missed the paint drips on my glorious white fur

especially as she always seems to drop permanent rose on me

which causes much hilarity for the upitty beagle down the street

I'd like to permanent rose him one of these days

but apparently for baldy non painty hands is a tragedy of monumental proportions

I have no clue why she doesn't just chew on a pig's ear or smell some butts

that always makes me feel better

most unsettling of all is the talk of hair clipping and long toe nails

I sure hope it is Sinus they are talking about

later dudes... bunny and I have some nappage to catch up on ...xx

Doolally Narcolepsy.....

I have a problem

and it isn't that people don't use the term doolally enough

although I truly believe with all my heart that it should be used more

I mean come on.... it is a doozy of a word is it not....

as is doozy... doozy is a bobby dazzler of a word....

ok... bobby dazzler has been used way too much

Sinus has been using that one for twenty years and it has never been a favourite

the problem is also NOT that I have had a week of falling asleep constantly

we are talking in like a second

one minute eyes open and conversing

next snoring like a trucker and drooling with abandon

in fact there was a rather unfortunate moment for poor Phantom 

arriving at the car when I had gone to collect her at the train station

and she found me passed out like a light with the dog eyeing off my drool

I swear I had seen her get off the train because I had pointed her out to the mutt

but by the time she had crossed the overpass and made her way to the car... snoring

she said if it wasnt for the god awful din she might have thought the worst

so why is this not a problem....

well just picture being asked to watch the football with Sinus, or discuss the satirical underpinnings of Swift, or even make dinner... a few well placed snores and it all goes away

I am milking this temporary narcolepsy for all I can

The problem may, in fact, be that bloody Anthropologie now ships to Australia

not a problem you may think

but consider how much I like tea cups, and mugs

especially cool patterned ones like these I have painted

and don't get me started on how hard it is to get great table linens in Australia

places like that are my crack... I go all doolally at the mere thought

and I don't have to consider selling a lung to pay shipping

I may have placed an order already....and it may already be on its way

just a small test order

you know to see that it arrives in a timely manner and things like tea cups can arrive intact

poor poor credit card.... I sense a busy time ahead for it

So I am admitting a problem up front in an attempt to shame myself

also to stop myself going looking for other fabulous places that will now ship down under

and am distracting myself with some vegetable paintings

looking a bit rough at this stage

but they all start out this way

happy painting all...xx