I could be practicing my drawing or even dabbling with a story idea, but with Buehler here in the office, I think it's better not to get too involved in non-work stuff. (Not that he's here at the moment. No one but me is here at the moment, but it's not even 9:00 yet.) Sadly for you, blogging is a pursuit requiring very little brain.

Current dietary excitement: I just ate an egg.

So...the weekend. What did I do?

Well, on Saturday, we went to Cherry Creek. Shopped at Tattered Cover (naturally) and had a delicious lunch in the 4th Story. The R.C. had salmon, I ate scallops. I bought three books on drawing.

Then we went across the street to the mall where we found none of the things we were looking for (but we never do at that mall).

Then to Guirey's where I lusted after, and then fell for, twelve dollars worth of drawing stuff. Pencils. A different shape of eraser. A new kind of pencil sharpener. (I'm a marketer's dream in that kind of mood.)

Not much else of excitement on Saturday. I did play with my new drawings books that evening, but produced nothing noteworthy. A book on drawing animals enabled me to tackle a sketch of a puppy but since it turned out looking more like a hellhound, I can't consider it a major success. (I found an entire book on hands! And one of drawing human heads. Nothing on putting heads and bodies together in scale, though.) I drew a reasonably successful mouth but in the absence of a head to put it on, I don't think that's much to brag about.

Sunday, it was my intent to do laundry and clean house. Instead I...wait for it...went out to lunch and did some shopping. My weekends are so predictable. Sunday's purchases were...hmmm...a pencil box to put all of my new pencils in. And some other miscellaneous stuff, which I happily played with for hours.

Later....

Okay, now it's 10:00. Buehler is here, but he's reading aloud to himself, which is annoying.

Sometimes I wonder if getting a new hobby for me is about doing something new or about shopping for something new, you know? It's like the Game Boy. The only games I really like are the Final Fantasy ones, and that's because I figured out that success is all a matter of wise shopping when you're buying armaments and weapons.

My drawing class starts next week. I'm reconsidering whether it was wise to begin with the "Mixed Media" class instead of the basic drawing class. The basic drawing class didn't start until October and the Mixed Media class began on September 7, which is how I made my decision. (I have no patience when it comes to my own amusements.) The MM class is six weeks, which means I won't be able to sign up for a drawing class until November.

Still, I've been practicing madly. Everything but negative spaces, which is what I intend to focus on this week. (But! I haven't done any still lifes! Something tells me we'll be doing still lifes. I must add those to this week's Practice Agenda.)

Okay, enough about drawing, which is fun to play with but much less entertaining to read about.

What else? I did no writing. I need to watch more DS episodes. And, you know, actually buckle down and get to it. There's just never enough hours in the day.

I may get another unpaid day off this week, but I offered Buehler tomorrow as the most logical day and he refused because he has an important phone call tomorrow. (The ways of management are a mystery to me sometimes.) I have four hours worth of meetings scheduled on Wednesday, and I refuse to do them on an unpaid day off. Buehler is out of the office on Thursday and Friday and he usually wants me here when he's gone, so those are out. I may not get another day off this week. If I had a day off, I'd clean the bathroom and kitchen and do laundry. Honest I would.

I'd hate to be one of the people reading my blog. I'm so boring.