H.E. and I both have a sibling who was born on this day, the first of April. If that doesn’t make us kindred spirits, then I guess our lack of a third nipple will just have to do. I’ll tell you a secret: I’ve never played an April Fool’s Day joke on anyone, at least not that I can recall. I’m not much of a prankster—I guess because I don’t think I’d like anyone to pull a prank on me—so…
I’m resigned to the idea that I have freckles. They aren’t anything that I’ve had all my life, and except for a very light dusting on my sister’s nose, which I think are cute, they aren’t a common feature in my family either. In fact, I didn’t think it was possible that I even could have freckles and thought at first I must be getting liver spots much earlier in life than anyone could possibly expect. But aside from my…
There’s actually one more cover and several ads for both print and web, but I wanted to keep it to a nice even six on the blog today. Share this post:
Here’s a little something H.E. shared with me: five of our presidents used to be cheerleaders—FDR, Eisenhower, Reagan, and both Bushes. Hm. Maybe now cheerleaders will gain a little respect. But I doubt it. I’ve seen a few authors or bloggers tell very bitter tales about how the cheerleaders in their high schools used to treat them, and then they’d joke about how stupid those girls were and how low they’ve fallen since graduation. It sounds like every stereotypical cheerleader…
I probably should have posted this yesterday, as the coloring is appropriate, but here it is today. Bonus points if you can guess what it is. It was on my bed when I sketched it with color pencils last year. Share this post: