Every now and then my artistic skills prove themselves useful in other, non-work related, areas of my life. For example, I'm pretty dang good at decorating Christmas cookies, I can paint walls and trim in my house without using any painter's tape, and if there's ever a game of Pictionary going on- you're going to want to be on my team.
Then there's Halloween, one of my favorite times to break out a paintbrush, outside of work. Take for instance...
Robert actually let me paint his entire face, and we hadn't even been dating that long.
I used some black paint and a pair of scissors to turn an old pink dress I had into a "HOT" pink crayon costume.
Nothing like a painted pumpkin to snazzy up your tailgate.
and finally this year...
White paint, black clothes, and Robert's degree in biology helped me accomplish this...
We were going to two Halloween parties Saturday night and before we left Robert pulled out his phone to snap some pics.
Robert: "Look like a skeleton."
I make an awkward pose, and Robert snaps a picture.
Robert: "Sorry, Rusty wouldn't get out of your picture."
Me: "That's OK."
We switch places and I take the phone.
Me: "Ok, now you look like a Rock Star."
He poses. I snap the picture...
and then I laugh... and laugh... and laugh some more.
Just, well um... WOW.