Lies

So today I was eating peanut butter on my couch by myself while my dog stared into the depths of my soul (he does this when I eat).
         
That is when a brilliant idea flew into my ear canal and landed in my brain. You see, I once heard that if you give your dog some peanut butter, that he will lick and lick and make a total fool of himself as the peanut butter sticks to his mouth and he completely fails at removing it. Okay yeah, it seems mean. But he always wants my food anyway so this is what he wanted.
                                                                                                  So I gave him some....



And he ate it in one freaking gulp, I swear. He didn't even breathe, he just inhaled it like he does with every other treat we've ever given him in his whole life. And in an instant he's justing staring at me like,

I don't know where I learned this lie from, but I'm extremely deflated. This was going to be the pinnacle of entertainment of my entire day, and now it's ruined. Although, maybe I just need to give him more, say, the whole jar.

I made an art!

So recently, me and my friends decided that we should try something artsy. I know, it was very daring, considering we are not female and therefore 50% of all crafts we attempt are biologically doomed to failure and the next 40% are only attempted whilest in elementary school. But hey, we were in a daring mood, we were teenagers, we weren't afraid of anything.

Armed with a bag filled to top with a collection of century-old crayons, and endless supply of paper, and a hairdryer we were determined to make some creation that did not pain the eyes, and in this goal, I believe we succeded.

This was mine. I saw an idea like this on a website you may have heard of, its called Pintrest. After I saw this I was like, "Wow there must be a whole lot of ideas on this website I'll like."    

I was mistaken. However, I'm sure there are some non-cutesy projects that don't look specifically targeted towards housewives on that website somewhere, but I have not found them.

Anyway, I am proud of this art I made. I could keep this in my house without making any excuses such as, "Oh my five year old cousin made that for me." I might even tell them I bought it from an expensive art boutique, okay no. But seriously I'm that proud.