Someone asked to see what was under my bed. Your wish is my command: It is 5 pairs of my husbands tennis shoes and a scale. Less mysterious than one might hope.

I found this sketchbook drawing yesterday. I drew it the day my lungs were embolisming.

The wall of the breakfast nook on wednesday afternoon.

The first photobooth picture set that steve and i took together. I believe it was at the state fair.

I realize this is cheating because i have already posted this drawing. It is from my comic 'chickadee', but is also my desk! So, it counts as stuff i own. Everything else in the drawing is made up, please ignore.