"Throw yo' hands in the air...wave 'em around like you just don't care."
I've been holding this great quote by the Zen Master Ikkyu who was a pretty radical iconoclast for about 3 months, just waiting for the right image to come along.
An Art Date with Jake, recently. He is making ATCs for his students' birthday gifts (7th graders this year). He was generous enough to share the above Buddha background with me.
Above, "Sweat(Shop)-Free Underwear?"
I really love my husband, but sometimes I also like quiet evenings alone with no one talking to me. Especially after a long day of child-wrangling, including many negotiations that would be a credit to any international pow-wow of world leaders.
Below, this strange quote has been floating in my word box for awhile. But these happy swimmers don't look sorry to me:
Sylvan's first political ATC, above. I sometimes hear him humming under his breath, to the tune of "Tis the Season to Be Jolly:" Trade Your Mama for Obama, falalalala-lalalala. (I don't think he'd actually be into trading me, if his most favorite Mama Belly came along with me.)