For Book Making, we had to create a Japanese stab-bound book. The assignment was to create a book inspired by the artist we chose at the beginning of the semester. I chose Van Gogh. I have to say it is not my favorite of the three that I made, but it is the end of the semester and my focus and creativity is waning. My overall theme was to add humor to his work, because Van Gogh was such a sad guy. Which is why I chose to add a surprise at the end. 
So I stopped by 7-11 after my doctor's appointment this morning to get some water, so I could flush all the sugar out of my system. I had to take a glucose test and they overdosed me with a sugary fruit punch drink. I walked in, got my water and got in line. The line was a little long and finally I was second in line. The classy gentleman in front of me, decided on a meat patty coated in breading that was sitting in a glass cabinet warming under the red heat lamp. I think this is 7-11's version of an empanada. When the cashier picked one up with her tongs, it did a little cosmetic damage to the breading. The gentleman proceeds to tell the cashier to pick a different one. She picks up the one next to it and does some minor damage to this one as well. This disturbs the gentleman and he tells the cashier "can't you pick one out without tearing it apart?!" At this point, I just want to get out of there with my water so I can start chugging. So I sigh and he looks at me. So I tell him, "You're eating at 7-11, do you really need to be this picky about the appearance of your food?" He didn't say anything and just paid the lady and walked out. He did shoot me a dirty look as I passed him in his work truck scarfing down his healthy breakfast. I just smiled and got in my truck. I think my big round belly helped me get away with being so sassy this morning and it was fabulous.
Ooops is right. I failed at this one, but I wasn't actually making an effort. In fact, I actually suggested the idea of having a baby while still in school (while still working part-time). My first trimester was at the end of the Fall semester last year. Aside from falling asleep a few times in class, I didn't have any issues. Now I'm about to enter my third trimester right in time for finals...oh my. I think I've handled the majority of this semester quite well, but now I'm faced with a 10 page paper, a final project for design and my last book for book making. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. Thank goodness I'm an Art Education major, because if I was trying to tackle anything like let's say Rocket Science or Engineering, I may have a nervous break down.
