While I was cutting up peaches in the kitchen over the weekend, I kept thinking how normal my life was with nobody dropping bombs on my house.

I definitely need to continue the inking practice. I’m also still very short on time these days and it’s making me grumpy. If I have time to come up with something better, I’ll post it.

I’m switching over to black and white line art for a little while. Partially because I need the practice and partly because my dayjob schedule has officially gone insane.

At any rate, how is this image related to the topic at hand? Well I admit I was pretty stumped. Then on Saturday we took my in-laws wine tasting at Chrysalis and I commented that we’d probably better drink that 2005 Norton we got back in October as it is supposed to be drunk young and what were we saving it for anyways? To this my father-in-law replied “Well sometimes you just have to make sacrifices!”

THAT’S IT!!!

(No we haven’t drunk it yet but soon… I promise)

It’s one of those days.

I spent the last 5 days thinking of all the things I could draw for this topic. I made Ice cream (that’s sticky) and it’s natural by-product, meringues (VERY sticky). I did some much needed cleaning and gardening and thought about the heat and humidity and sticky sweat of outdoors, and the spider webs in the garden. And I came up with completely unrelated stickiness like Taglach, which is sort of the Jewish equivalent of a fruitcake (but yummier), traditionally served on Rosh Hashannah (Jewish New Year), which is SO sticky my grandfather traditionally cut it with an electric carving knife… but it’s been a busy week and I got stuck in meetings all day today. So I’m feeling whomped by an ice cream cone.