It’s kind of a running joke with a few of my coworkers that I reinvent myself every few years.
Mostly, they’re referring to my hair.
After growing it out for a few years, I decided it was time to change it up. No more ponytails and hair clips; all I need now is a spray bottle and my fingers (and maybe a comb, if I’m feeling fancy).
Connor told me last night that he wanted to make this shirt in the morning; I gave him the OK, with the caveat that most of his markers are washable.
When I came downstairs this morning, I had completely forgotten about our shirt conversation — until I saw him wearing his creation. (I didn’t have the heart to mention his spelling errors after he’d already made the shirt). He managed to find a black marker that wasn’t washable, but he could only find a red washable one, “so be very careful when you wash this. Maybe put it on delicate.” I attempted to heat-set his t-shirt art by ironing it, so hopefully it doesn’t bleed too much during the course of the day.
I’ve been wanting to play around with screen printing for a while now… Hmm.
I still have no idea where he got the idea for Laser Pointer Thursday.
Time for the annual kitty physical and rabies shot. Normally, this would be in preparation for boarding Mei while we’re away on Spring Break… but we live in different times now.