At church I leaned over to Ryan and asked him for a pen. NO PEN?! I know I'm not a little kid anymore but c'mon now. I still like to draw and pass notes. Ryan said, "why can't we just talk quietly?...we don't need to pass notes." pff.
Sometimes I feel like no one understands me...
Turns out, we found a pen in our teaching bag. YAY! and I went away writing notes and passing it to him. But when I write out a big paragraph and Ryan responds with 2 sentences, I can tell this isn't going to help pass the time... which led me to drawing cartoons on our sacrament program. I am not a good drawer, I don't ever really draw for real... I don't draw for fake either... just draw because of boredom. So I thought I would draw Ryan... and then Rita, and hey, while I'm at it, I'll draw the other caregivers too (Jeri, Carly, and Diane).
I showed Ryan after each picture to get his approval and see what he would say. He said Rita looked really good, but he was a little disappointed with his picture. Sheesh, it's a cartoon. Cut me some slack. I asked him if he would draw me... boy was that a mistake...
I could not believe that was supposed to be me!!!!!!!!!!!Are you wondering what he drew on the top of my head? Yeah, that's my hair pulled back. We laughed and laughed. I'm gonna have to say I am the artistic one in the relationship, but that I'm still grateful for my husband's drawings.
I think it's a matter of opinion who's the artist. There is something about Ryans that just screams "hey -that's Elizabeth" - maybe it's the pulled back hair, I'm not sure. Anyway, I'm glad you guys are blogging and that our relationship with the Archibalds helped you get such a difficult, horrible job that will definitely make you grateful for your life here in Rexburg. Love, Mary Ann
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