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A Dirty Little Secret. No I Am Not Ashamed.

You wanna know a little secret?

I’m a Bob Ross fan.

This man relaxes me.  His voice is soothing and his happy trees and happy little mountains calm me.

There was a time in my life, not too many moons ago, when I DVR’d old Bob Ross episodes.

If you go to his website at bobross.com, you can buy the whole collection for only $1,400.00.

Yes I know people make fun of his hair, his words, his ways, but I don’t care.   Me and Bob are tight.

I’m not an artist.  I would never in my life claim to be.  I’d like to be, but it’s not my talent.  

I won’t ever be a supermodel either.  Big deal.

He uses a wet-on-wet technique where he covers his canvas with a color and then paints right on top of that.

Once I bought a Bob Ross painting kit from a craft store, laid an old shower curtain down on my living room carpet, and painted a picture following along with him on a DVD.   Pause. Paint. Play.  Pause. Paint. Play. Pause. Paint. Play.

It sucked.  The blue was too blue, the mountains were about 3 different colors, the river was too wide, but for my first time ever, I guess it wasn’t too shabby. 

The next time I tried to paint, it didn’t go so well, so I threw a little temper tantrum and ended up scribbling all over the canvas, then hauling it to the dumpster in the alley.  I’m getting mad again just thinking about it.

I haven’t tried to paint since. 

Even though I am not an artist, and I have taken a vow to not buy any new clothes all year, I think I’m going to break my resolution just once.

RAMD

I must have this shirt.  I must.

And while I’m at it, I might as well buy this one too.

 RCMD

It’s good advice.

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I’m Angel, a.k.a. Rocket Surgeon, and these are my chronicles. I love writing and I believe our stories should be shared, so here you’ll find anecdotes of my life, loves, worries, fears, joys, and experiences. I blog about my mishaps and adventures as a wife, mommy, auntie, wanna-be writer, teacher, Texan, country/city/mountain girl, cereal killer and Jesus-freak. A few things you might discover about me: •Jesus is my everything; without Him I am nothing, but with him I can do all things •My family makes this world a better place for me to live in •I adore chickens, the live ones, although the cooked ones aren’t too bad either •I have 2 dogs: Grace and Ozzie. And one cat: Rocky Muffin •My dream job would be to raise chickens and write best sellers Thanks for stopping by. Kick off your shoes and stay awhile. I know your time is valuable and I honor you for spending a few moments here with me. I hope you find something to brighten your day, lighten your load, make you chuckle and remind you of the good in the world. “When you look for the bad in mankind, expecting to find it, you surely will." Pollyanna I’m always eager to meet new online friends, so leave a comment and introduce yourself.

8 thoughts on “A Dirty Little Secret. No I Am Not Ashamed.

  1. I have to admit I’ve never watched Bob Ross….:/ I’m sure in the 70’s he was quite a catch…;) Seems like I have a memory of dad saying “happy little trees” on more than one occasion…weird.

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  2. I love him!! hahahaha And, girl, you HAVE to break your resolution for one of those shirts. Your picture was very good. Rivers get wide during rainy season. 🙂 And mountains are many colors as the clouds shadow them. So, see? You are an artist.

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