It is an exciting day! a long one to be sure - the usual 12 hours at work - but then, when I got home, the package of moleskines was here!! Such a nice, hefty box and I smiled, knowing that my new sketchbooks had arrived.
After I had changed my clothes and putzed a bit, I sat down with the package to open it. I was delighted to find a nicely wrapped brown-paper parcel inside the box, paper folded crisply down and taped shut. I slowly peeled back the tape and got a whiff of the journals. Mmmmm - real paper and and an oily type of cover, shrink-wrapped and stacked into a bundle of four. I drank them in and lifted them apart.
I ripped one open and felt its pages, its ribbon bookmark and the elastic band. It was so yummy. I couldn't wait to share them, so I went to the stairs and hollered for my son to come up and see. He was hesitant, then delighted by the little black books. I handed him one while he sputtered a multitude of questions. It seems he's been on the hunt for just such a book and was amazed to see a stack of them spilled out in front of me on the floor.
And so i gave him one, which leaves me with the wealth of three others to start filling with words and pictures. And of course I had to start drawing immediately. The first available thing was the supper I had picked up on the way home from work. It is shrimp and pasta and a roll, which I drew with delight, knowing that I can eat anytime. Drawing comes first. It's a blue pasta night ~~ leftovers for breakfast.