Two coats of paint later, I'm back in my shed. The color will take some getting used to. The walls are so pink, they make everything in the room look pink too!!! When I stand in the corner, my skin looks like bubble-gum!!!
Now Mrs. Appleton is talking about carpeting. She has a dozen little sample squares, and she's checking each one against the walls and under the sodium lights. I can see Mr. Appleton trying very hard not to throw a fit about the cost.
I'm going to talk to him about getting a job to help pay for my own expenses...but maybe not until tomorrow when he's in a better mood.
Illustrator Challenge
Artists can create illustrations of me or the events in my life, as long as they are appropriate for my young readers. Any previous post on this blog can be illustrated. If I like an image that goes well with a post on the blog, I may add a small thumbnail version along with credit to the artist and a link to the full-sized image. Images of me posted elsewhere should link back to the "Giant Girl Rampages" blog.
If you want to draw a picture of me, here's what you need to know:
I'm 15 years old and almost (but not quite) 18 feet tall. Mrs. Appleton says I'm very pretty and well proportioned, which I guess is a complement. I'm not super thin or anything but I think I'm in pretty good shape.
I have dirty blonde hair that's kind of wild because I trim it with Pa's old hedge trimmers. My eyes are green as the ocean, as Ma always said, but I wouldn't know because I've never seen an ocean. My skin is tanned from being out in the sun a lot but not too dark and (usually) not burned.
I wear a blouse and skirt-shorts that my mother quilted for me three years ago. They look like a big patchwork cuz she used many squares of fabric and cowhide. I've grown since then, so the skirt-shorts no longer come down to my knees, my blouse is way tight, and there's a bit of skin showing in between. I don't have any shoes (and that makes me sad to think about so I usually don't).
If you do draw my picture, send the link in a comment so I can post it to my blog. Thanks!!!
If you want to draw a picture of me, here's what you need to know:
I'm 15 years old and almost (but not quite) 18 feet tall. Mrs. Appleton says I'm very pretty and well proportioned, which I guess is a complement. I'm not super thin or anything but I think I'm in pretty good shape.
I have dirty blonde hair that's kind of wild because I trim it with Pa's old hedge trimmers. My eyes are green as the ocean, as Ma always said, but I wouldn't know because I've never seen an ocean. My skin is tanned from being out in the sun a lot but not too dark and (usually) not burned.
I wear a blouse and skirt-shorts that my mother quilted for me three years ago. They look like a big patchwork cuz she used many squares of fabric and cowhide. I've grown since then, so the skirt-shorts no longer come down to my knees, my blouse is way tight, and there's a bit of skin showing in between. I don't have any shoes (and that makes me sad to think about so I usually don't).
If you do draw my picture, send the link in a comment so I can post it to my blog. Thanks!!!
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Hoo boy. Sounds kind of crazy right now! How are you handling all this change and activity? How are your cows?
ReplyDeleteThat's a good question!!!
ReplyDeleteCows are very sensitive and intelligent, so then know when you're upset. And when I'm upset, my cows get upset. They eat less, and make less milk, and maybe somebody at the milk company gets upset--but I don't know about that. Pa rigged up a system so all the milk from the milking parlor gets pumped into some refrigerated tank at the edge of our farm where the milk guy can pick it up without ever seeing me.
I'm worried about my cows and my cows are worried about me--especially Tinkerbell. Poor girl's miserable without me!!!