Archive for October, 2009
I want to marry this song.
I want to rub Pimento Spread all over my body and have my high school art teacher lick it off.
This week has been terrible. Thursday night, my husband and I picked up some fast Mexican food at El Gallo Giro in Spanish Fork. The food tasted disgusting going down and in the middle of the night, I discovered it tasted about 1,000,000 times worse coming back up. I had caught a stomach virus.
On top of being miserably sick, a gnat landed on top of my almost dry almost perfect oil painting and when I tried to pick him off, it made a big hole and when I tried to fix it, more holes appeared. All of a sudden, half of my 36×48 painting was missing. Today, I poured Gesso on the whole thing.
Only a strapping, wayward missionary knocking on my door could make this weekend better. You reading this Monson?
And Monson is looking like his usual molester self.
