The Art of Ramona: Happy Mothers Day!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mothers Day!

7:30, alarm goes off. Stumble out of bed. Find the stairs. Walk down the stairs. Grab what I believe is eggs. Scramble them. Make coffee, make juice, cut fruit. Put onto plate and tray to look nice. Heave tray upstairs. Open moms door. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!

Thats what its like every mothers day. Hating life when you get up because you would just love one more hour of sleep, but you get up anyway because you know your mom has done soo much for you. You know it will be worth it in the end.

Today we are celebrating this lovely occasion by going out for lunch, possibly to the Keg. Yumm.

Melissa's sisters family birthday celebration is tonight. I did make her a card. Took many hours of slaving to come up with this, hahah. No it was fun, what took a long time was deciding how I wanted the card to look.

The idea behind her card was to have animals with names like - thumb tac, coffee pot, carpet, curtain - odd household names. This is because when she went to her friends house, she was allowed to name her kittens, so naturally names like garbage, velcrow, and tin can were what came to mind. Anyways, I sketched different animals in this not sure what to use.

I decided on just using kittens, that way is stays truer to the story.

These are the kittens I eventually edited, but I ended up not using the last one. It didnt fit on the card right. As you see the kitten above says melissa. I thought it would be funny to have all these other cats named odd names except for that one cause it looked too much like Melissa. However, in the end there was not enough cats for that.

This is the end product. Im pretty proud of it myself. I hope she likes it. Toaster is Melissa, Velcrow is Tiffany, and Garbage is me. Sort of, just kind of reminds me of us. Toaster is most positive Melissa.

I should probably get ready for church now, my hair looks like a lion, not kidding.

2 comments:

MelissaMay 9, 2010 at 10:52 PM
I adore this. I love the cats, I was so excited I showed my cousins and mom all before we got to Tiffs. That's how great it was. You're so talented. I'm so impressed with you. I do like your original toaster though.... Not as much as I do like me though.
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bloggeranonymousMay 10, 2010 at 11:06 AM
THIS IS BEYOND EXCELLENT! The cat fricking looks JUST like Melissa in her true form! LOVE IT All! GOSH!!!!!
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The Walrus and the Carpenter

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd,
because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?""I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!
"The Walrus did beseech."
A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stoodAnd waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"

"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--

Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would beA dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!
"The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!
"The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.