An old(ish) doodle from our trip to DC. We ate breakfast in the hotel where we were staying. I wasn’t too impressed, but apparently I’m a yogurt snob and only like the yogurt *I* make. My son was enthusiastic about the waffle maker, though. It’s the little things, you know?
At least he’s honest about it.
The majority of life catches me unawares, but I am *always* ready for bed.
I don’t know why the monsters I draw in formal attire always lack pants. I don’t think I want to know. It might be a shocking revelation.
rogue to be away for the next few days, probably still doodling, but not posting. You’ll just have to amuse yourselves while I’m gone. I’ll miss you. Be good.
PS. I left a casserole in the fridge for you.
Royalty! Rodents! Rockford Files!
That word. Makes me run away.
Wonder where I can get a personal assistant to toss food into my mouth when I’m hungry? That would be handy!
I thought taco day was Tuesday.