My day job (or what supports my drinking habit) is as being as a graphic designer. An art director if you will. I run my own business which at times makes me want to pull my hair out. Lately I’ve just wanted to not run a business but rather focus on making things pretty. This extends pretty much to everything except wedding invitations.
I hate them.
I hate brides.
I hate both of them a lot.
I just don’t care. I don’t care what colour your day is. I don’t care that the monogram is going to ‘brand’ your day… I don’t care where Grandpa Middleton is going to sit! I don’t care.
I just finished my very last set of them… e.v.e.r.
(famous last words).
I’ve also recently learned that if you are going to lay catch with Stine, you need to be on flat land as she doesn’t always throw directly at you. Sometimes she throws wide (like anyone… i tend to think you are shorter or taller then you are or your face is where your glove resides). However, if you liken yourself to a stretched gumby, you think you can catch it all and try to do so. What happens is that you will catch the ball but you also risk certain injury… like decapitating your foot.
Yea.. so as it sounds, that’s how it played out. Except, my foot is still attached (barely). It was a lovely evening out for C-hatch’s 3 month birthday (32.25 to be exact). Stine & I played catch. She threw wide. I jumped for it but when I came down, I landed on a dirt ridge/hole thing & went down for the count.
I saw my physio last friday. Seeing that he is a friend, he commented “Leanimal, this isn’t good… 3 of your 4 ligaments are torn (that would be the popping noise you heard Stine). Ligaments would be what connects bones to bones. I now have one working one. Super awesome. My apartment has never been smaller. However, the upside was he asked me how my morning stiffness was. I did everything I could to not say: um.. I’m a girl. Here, let me prove it.
Splatter Platter wondered why I played on a cliff. In hindsight, I wondered that too. I also wonder why I didn’t listen to that inner voice that kept saying: sit down.. have a beer. Stop throwing.. sit down… have a beer.
Yea..people say that drinking doesn’t solve your problems but in actuality for me, it prevents them.
Salut!