Time flys
November 18, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011. Though it seems to fly by faster than the beginning of the week, I am thankful for the end of the week. I doodled this image from bed while on my iPad using Flowpaper and PhotoWizard.
Thirty Days of Thanksgiving
Finding Balance
November 17, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011. I am thankful for the struggles and the mindfulness in life. I doodled this image from bed while on my iPad using Flowpaper and PhotoWizard.
Bee-YOU-tiful!
November 16, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011. I am thankful for the cycle of life. I doodled this image from bed while on my iPad using ArtRage.
Tea Sands
November 15, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011. I am thankful for herbal tea. Odd, I know. But I’m not feeling well, and tea sounds yummy right now. I doodled this image from bed while on my iPad using ArtRage.
Sunset Seas
November 14, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011. I am thankful to be afloat. I doodled this image from bed while on my iPad using ArtRage.
Night Owl
November 12, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011. I am thankful for the night. I doodled this image from bed while on my iPad using ArtRage.
Señor Hump Day
November 9, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011. I am thankful for the hours at the end of Wednesdays. I doodled this image on my iPad while watching Survivor.
Always Swim Near the Beach
November 8, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011. I am thankful for the beach. I doodled this image on my iPad using ArtRage while watching Hawaii Five O.
Family Time is Important to Me Too
November 7, 2011
Do I not value my family if I work for a wage? Do I have to qualify my role in society as a “working mother” and hope that people do not think less of me? Do I have to choose either to work or to be a mother? Honestly, I
The Cool Car
November 6, 2011
Filled with errands, tutoring sessions, Nerf warfare, and skateboarding, our weekends roll on Mommy’s minivan. It fits everyone, holds everything, and gets decent gas mileage. A modern-day station wagon, it is the ubiquitous suburban utility vehicle. It is also—to a family of boys—totally not cool. “It’s a brick on wheels.”
