The pants I'm wearing today make me want to be on a yacht on the East Coast.
I'm in such a funky place these days which explains my lack of motivation to really post like I should or keep up with the 30 days of truth. I'm in the middle of 3 paintings. Some day I'll finish them.
Goodness I need a vacation.
August 14th CANNOT come soon enough.
I have some pretty amazing ladies lined up to keep you entertained while I'm away painting and enjoying time with my family.
I got some fabulous new clothes.
Retail therapy with my mom always helps.
I guess we were both feeling a little blue.
I'm working on it though.
I really just need a solid jam session in my car with my windows rolled down and me not giving two shits that I'm singing obnoxiously and most likely off key to myself while people drive by giving me glares because I'm literally bursting their ear drums.
Okay, I'm really not a bad singer.
I'm actually quite good, but don't tell anyone I ever admitted to that.
Darn it.. I forgot my mom reads.
What music do you listen to when you are in a funk?
I could use some new stuff to learn the words to and belt in the car all alone.