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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Monday Musings Continued on Tuesday

Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. Here's something that can make your life much easier. You don't need a skeleton pattern for poor Howard kitty. Voila. Skeleton kitty paint- by-number kit for your perusal.

Alas, no pigs for Aunt Fatty catty, but I love the plaid. You could make her resemble a footstool.

For Feral. Hmmm. This is tough. With the excessively long fangs I don't think cutesy or storybooky would work. I think a maroon bolero jacket and poofy cream pants. I'd paint a silver curved dagger looking thin
g to dangle at his side.

Then, new idea here, I could decorate my bandages with varicolored Sharpie
s and make cool rectangular temporary tattoos.


Kim said...

Kelly - you've gone round the bend this time!! These cats are freaking me out!! That skeleton is pure creepy, but I love the plaid cat!

Maybe I've gone round the same bend! See you when we go round again!


Birdie said...

ewww...that's so cool! Hey, I left you something at the Maple. YOu'll have to scroll down & look for somethign "Brilliant"

Jenny said...

OH...MY...GOSH. The skeleton cat!!!! That would be my little man! I love it! And I could see Aunt Fatty in plaid. I always imagined if she talked she would have a scottish accent. :) Thanks Kelly!