When you achieve the perfect twist-out, so you get extra emotional and you have to sit in nature and process your your happy feels, lol. Just kidding. I wish my hair would do what I tell it to do. I really just wanted to draw the Philly skyline, the Plateau, and fall trees.
Here’s a calm drawing of cozy late afternoon fall light. I did one version and then the leaves changed color outside, so I changed the color of the leaves in the drawing too. Feels nice to post after meeting deadlines.
In first or second grade, my friend Michael B. had his birthday party at a small local airplane museum. As a kid I really loved vintage planes, airshows, and airplane hangar (I still do) so walking around the museum was amazing for me. I was a small kid, so I remember everything as being way bigger than it actually is. This is what the museum felt like to me.
I also remember it was REALLY cold outside because it was mid January. There was a patch of ice outside that everyone kept slipping on, lol. Also, the Runway Cafe had the best chicken fingers ever!
There are different types of anticipation, but waiting on a toy claw machine is a very unique kind of anticipation.
One of my favorite things to do is to go to the mall, get a smoothie, and then people watch. I don’t know why, but it’s so relaxing.
Alright y’all, it’s Throwback Thursday time.
When I was little, I had a white Fisher Price rocking horse and it was my FAVORITE. I would spend hours rocking back and forth on it. The thing was that I wouldn’t just rock back and forth normally, I would rock allll the way to the front and alllll the way to the back, just short of tipping over. My mom would tell me, “Allee… you better stop. One day you’ll tip over…” But I never stopped and I never tipped over either because I obviously honed my equestrian skills after all those hours of rocking.
Pic 1: A drawing of me
Pic 2: A drawing of what I probably thought was happening
Pics 3-5: Actual pictures of me in action, lol
Everyone knows that Maddie has THE best packed lunch in the tri-state area.
Everyday at 12:00 pm on the dot, and not one minute earlier, her classmates gather around her to watch the opening of her lunchbox, hoping that she’ll accept a trade for one of her delicious snacks.
Did any of you guys have a classmate with amazing lunches? I feel like I had great packed lunches growing up. My mom could work wonders with a thermos and an ice pack.