No Pants

Some days, you don't feel like writing. Some days, you don't feel like wearing pants (or a skirt, or anything other than your underwear). Today is both of those kinds of days. Unfortunately I have to leave the house in a couple hours, so I at least have to put on pants. Sigh, being a grown up sucks sometimes.

I have been putting off updating my blog since the weekend. Apparently I have nothing to say on the Tar Pits right now (but don't worry, I will soon). In the meantime I will be pretending to be a Freelance Design /Production -er person. The great thing about this gig is that the pay is real. Don't be fooled by the fancy title; it is mostly cutting out stickers and printing. Who knows? Maybe this will turn into a regular job (part-time, but still). I am getting pretty good with a blade.

Except this time.

Thank goodness for superhero band-aids.   

Perks of the job:

Ollie! 

Seriously, how adorable is he?

One last thing before I go:

Is it a giant teddy bear? Or an extremely tiny girl?

The world will never know...

(ignore the boxes in the background)