
Pretend it's Friday. Our scanner wasn't working. So I'm a day late.
Been gettin' my sketch on. Sharpie is my best friend.
Also for the cocktail drinkers out there I realize a martini wouldn't have champaign bubbles. Right? Oh well.
The living room floor has officially been spring-initiated as it is now covered in sand and toppled over tennies from multiple trips to the park: