Keepin' it in the family HEY! BACK OFF, MAN! Heh, heh. I just love the expression on that rhino�s face. That�s the face of someone who has just doled out a savage burn, and since I really don�t know about the acidity of rhino urine, it could be a literal burn as well. Ouch! This might be an urban legend of sorts, but I seem to remember one of my rendering professors telling me that yellow ochre paints got their color from camel urine, which at the time stopped me from wetting my paintbrushes with my mouth. Is there any truth to this? By the time I was really worrying about nasty stuff from paint, I was more concerned with the ingredients that would make me grow a third eye from my chin. At that point, however, I already had monkeys flying out of my butt on a regular basis so I was kind of used to that. Hubster and I had a nice low-key weekend where we spent a lot of time sleeping. This might be due to the fact that I finally got out the electric mattress pad that heats you up from below making such a cozy womb-like experience while you�re sleeping that you actually really really sleep. We also got a new pre-lit Christmas tree and Hubster spent the afternoon putting up the ornaments in a decidedly symmetrical, evenly-spaced-by-an-engineer manner. I set up the cr�che. I know that in some households, the baby Jesus doesn�t go in the cr�che until Christmas day (after all, He hasn�t been born yet) and the three Magi start some somewhere else in the room and get closer as Epiphany approaches. Isn�t that just bonkers? With my cr�che, which I got for free from a Hallmark store for buying 3 ornaments one year, the baby Jesus figure is attached to his manger so that�s a moot point for me. Also, if the Magi start somewhere else I�ll just manage to either lose them or they�ll never make it to the cr�che in time and I�ll just have to pack them away before they ever make it. We Three Clods of Omaha are Tacky, huh? But how about this: Woah! Happy Birthday MOM??? Interesting family dynamic, yo.
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