I have always wanted my own garden. We can’t keep veggies in stock at our house so having some at arms reach would be stellar. But I wouldn’t stop there folks. Oh no! With my love for cooking a girl NEEDS an herb garden jam packed with all of the best (and heavy on the rosemary, you can never have too much Rosemary)! So, if I want all of that what’s holding me back, right? Well, it’s the little detail that I HATE gardening! Really, I blame my mom for this since she is Green Thumb extraordinaire and had my sister and I help her with her craft by pulling weeds. For a Tom-boy like myself, I didn’t mind getting dirty or that I was poked and prodded by thorns and what-not. What bothered me was that one frog who not only surprised me but jumped outright on the only person in the world terrified of frogs. Since then, I have been traumatized and any weeding I do is full with over-reactions of any critter I come across. Yes, I do think THAT frog and his buddies are secretly plotting an ambush reunion and because of that, refuse to give them THAT satisfaction. After typing about it I think that I need to first grow a money tree, THAN hire a gardener AND landscapers so I can have my cake and eat it too (without frogs). Sometimes, I think I may be a freaking genius!
About MeI was the girl who thought dresses were stupid, climbed trees on recess and always had a drawing pencil in hand. My dreams came true when I married my prince, and had three of the cutest boys ever. My drawing pencil is still in hand, and when I am not drawing, I am thinking about it. Many of my illustrations are inspired by the adventures my boys and I have together. P.S Still, dresses are dumb.
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