illustration friday - repair

I'm late again this week, in addition to work I've been trying to "repair" my relationship with my kitten. She has "repaired" herself to self-imposed exile in my office, which got ransacked this weekend by the new dog, searching for cat treats––he found them. I've even cooked for her, a nice little dish by Chef Eric Ripert. I think she is pining for the good old days, pre-dog drool.

illustration friday - late

I'm late this week with "late" and very, very late with last week's "strings". I can't complain (oh, but watch me) since it's because I'm busy with work which is a blessing in these troubled economic times. My idea for last week, which I never got posted, was guitar strings. I had just seen the Blasters at a benefit and was pining for my old groupie surf guitar days. So I dusted off my old axe and proceeded to pluck out a creaky rendition of Misirlou.

illustration friday - sugary

While I don't know if they were filled with "sugary" goodness, our new puppy certainly thought they were tasty, when he raided my seashell collection and ate the starfish, some sand dollars and a number of other shells. ummm, starfish.