A Common WNY Misconception

This is a common occurrence to those of us living in the Buffalo area of New York. When on vacation or out of town, people will often ask where you're from out of common curiosity. When we reply "New York", it's automatically assumed that we're from NYC. This is normally followed by a big let down when we have to break the news that we actually aren't from the city...and that actually the area we are from is quite lame on almost all levels. 

Sorry for the mix-up kids...

Sometimes I think that if I didn't grow up around here but chose to move here after graduating, I might actually like it more. Buffalo's a great city, but when you grow up an hour away, then go to college in a different state, then return to roughly that same area after graduating, I can't help but wonder how many people think I've "moved back home" because there's a big difference here.

It's almost as if it's programmed into my brain that "returning to your home area" is the same as "never leaving home" which translates to failure of sorts. I'll be in Buffalo for at least a couple more years, for multiple reasons (good job, new house, Justin's good job), but this is most definitely not a permanent situation. 

Why? Because ploppy-sloppy-wet-drippy-cold-icky snow is wonderful for December and January, but once April rolls around and I'm still brushing it off my car...it gets a little old.

Law School

I have recently been asked to do a drawing for a friend who has just graduated from Law School this past weekend. We threw a surprise party for her, and she's a big fan of my comics so I drew one for her that actually ended up not only on the cake but on a framed print as well. I've been waiting until after the surprise party ended to finally feel safe enough to post the drawing, so, without further ado..

And on the cake:

She loved it, and I had a great time making it! No, I did not make the cake. My cakes are disasters, this cake was baked carefully by an engineer friend who happened to enjoy making fun cakes as a hobby. And yes, it was delicious. 

I'm still working to start messing around with watercolors. It's one of those things (like sewing) where I'm really anxious to have the free time to do it, and then when I finally have the free time I don't feel like dragging out all the supplies and making a mess. Usually when I finally have the free time I end up finding myself doing dishes or laundry, so I guess it really isn't free time after all, is it?

I need more hours in the day.

Is It Friday Yet?

Umm...yeah. This weekend was a blur. Regardless of the fact that we turned our clocks ahead yesterday, I'm actually not very tired this morning, but I'll just pretend I am anyways.

Gosh I'm so tired....See? Now I have a reason to feel bad for myself this lovely Monday morning.

After a very disappointing and not to mention ego-killing shopping spree yesterday, I've decided to jump back on the wagon of weight-loss. I really don't need to lose a lot, I'm technically at the appropriate BMI, but there is room for improvement, I do need to eat better foods overall. It's so hard to eat right when my coworkers bring in donuts and treats literally every other day. I don't even like dunkin' donuts. To be honest their donuts are pretty sad donuts considering the word "donuts" is part of their business name.

A smart Asian nutrition-junkie on youtube once said "It takes 2 weeks to get over cravings". Lets see how long it takes for my cookie cravings to vanish.

At least I'm good about exercising! I'm actually in the middle of drawing a rather large doodaloo on what I think about when I'm running on a treadmill. I'm nearly done, I've just been looking for a window of time to finish it when I'm feeling it, you know?

In the meantime, here's another doodaloo, and no, I'm not one of those dweebie pokemon-loving animators with a charizard backpack. I liked pokemon when it was still cool, back around 1999-2000 ish.