If you are one of those happy people enjoying the warmth of the sun these days, I am envious of you and your obliviously happy grins. I’m beginning to think winter will never end here in Corn Town. Upon departing the house to drop off the kiddo at preschool, I may have uttered a few choice words of poor taste under my subzero breath. Open door. Load in kids. Close door. Symphony of curse words. Drive to school in three minutes. Jeep does not warm up in time to reach destination. Open door. F word. F word. F word. Open kids doors. Smile and impart wisdom and a cheery disposition, a sort of seize the day and conquer the cold optimism.
There is only so much you can do to beat the winter blues at this point. I’m almost through a bottle of St. Johns Wort, detoxed, yoga’d and smiled till my cheeks hurt so bad. I’ve had to take up a new wrinkle regimen. Oh, the littles are restless. I am running out of ideas for getting them exercise indoors. Today, I hit a new low. I pulled a wet tissue from the ‘Boogie Wipes’ container and started to dance it over to Panda. He asked me what in the world I was doing and I responded, “Boogying!” This is the moment he looked at me and said, “Uh, I don’t think so.” This winter needs to end.
The sun did peek through the iced screens on our frozen windows today. As I wiped away the condensation from the cold glass, I decided I would paint that beautiful light into an illustration today. I would preserve the feeling of the warmth, for the return of it is unknown at this time.
Stay warm my friends, and find some happiness in the little things.
All watercolor this round…