I may have mentioned I had a birthday party to attend last Saturday. The birthday girl's name is Elizabeth, and she is a student on my bus. I wanted to get her a little something. She's a silly thing, and likes to tease me by giving me incorrect information. She likes to tell me that her babysitter will not be at the house when we get there, or that her daddy is mad at me. All of this I know to be foolishness. So I tell her "Elizabeth, you are full of little red ants!" Which, of course, is nicer and more appropriate than saying she's full of shit, which she is. But I love her dearly.
Here I am working on the canvas bag I got for her. I'm using Sharpie markers.
Detail
Here's side one, a jar of little red ants.
And the other side has her name with a loose ant roaming along the Z.
I really enjoyed working on the bag. As unsettled as I was over the weekend, this little activity helped calm me down. I should do this sort of thing more often.
