Write or Draw or Paint?

Let’s hope no one was holding their breath after my last post because that was quite a long wait. I’m sorry for that. I hadn’t intended to take a hiatus. In fact, I had intended to write more! Instead, I fell into a funk for a couple of weeks and did not feel like posting anything.

If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll see that I have not been completely devoid of creative output. I decided to revisit the One Zentangle A Day book and do it all over again.


I’ve also decided to revisit Downton Abbey. I stopped watching it a couple of years ago after the tragic death of Sybil. I knew there’d be more tragic death to go through, but I decided I was already feeling rather low so might as well indulge myself in misery.

My evenings have mainly consisted of sitting on the couch and drawing while Downton plays in the background. Clearly, this leaves me with no time to write.


Dave recently began working second shift, which means that he is not home in the evenings. I don’t think this has been the cause of my mellow emotions lately, but it probably doesn’t help. I’m sure it is a combination of the darkness of winter and the fact that I am on the edge of a virtual precipice. (So dramatic…)


I’ve mentioned in previous posts that I feel like I am ready for a change. I can’t yet share what that change will be, only that I am not entirely happy where I am right now. I can either steel myself to carry on and soldier through the current situation, or I can make the effort to change the thing that is really dragging me down lately. And once I’ve made that change I will tell you all about it.


This one took a long time! Like, four episodes of Downton Abbey!

As much as I am always talking about change and embracing change and blah blah blah, there is a great part of me that also wants to just dive under the covers and avoid anything that is going to be difficult. I find that the more I push myself out of my comfort zone, the easier it gets to try new things… but conversely, when I let myself start slipping back into the comfort zone I find it harder to get up and get back out again.

I am ruled so much by my emotions. I guess that was obvious when I said I didn’t write for the past two weeks because I didn’t feel like it.

I’ve read that people who are dedicated to becoming writers make time to write every single day, whether they feel like it or not. Same as artists who paint or draw every day, whether or not they’re in the right mood.

Pretty much the only thing I do every day regardless of my mood is basic bodily functions and important grooming tasks such as teeth brushing. Everything else is entirely subject to whether I feel like it or not. I’m not sure if that’s anything to be proud of.

In other news, last night my coworkers and I went to a paint bar in West Hartford. It was supposed to be a group outing/team building sort of moment, but half our group bailed. Whatever!

In case you live under a rock, a paint bar is what it sounds like. A painting studio with a bar. Artists lead the group in making identical copies of a painting that has already been created by someone else. Wine, beer and snacks are available.

Being a trained artist, I was a bit skeptical going into this, though I confess I was looking forward to blowing my teammates out of the water with my mad painting skills. However, since the two people who I had intended to impress ended up not even showing up (painting is for losers!), that was a moot point.

The painting we were to do was this winter scene with a snowman standing on it’s head, with stick legs popping out of his bottom ball. Ok, it is kind of cute, though probably not something I would have painted if given another option.


Did you know that snowmen have legs?

I’ll admit that I did have fun doing it, I mean, of course I did. Even though it wasn’t original art, I still enjoyed smearing the paint around and everything. The paint was really low quality, like, crayola or something, so it didn’t behave as nicely as I would have liked. But I guess I can’t have expected them to break out the professional stuff.

In the end I decided that it was fun, especially for people who don’t have an art background. You get to create a painting in two hours while you drink wine and hang out with your friends. The instructors were nice and helpful. Obviously if painting is really your thing, you have to put your ego on the back burner and just know that you will not be creating a masterpiece.

Painting was never really my favorite creative outlet. But doing it last night reminded me that I *do* enjoy it, when I give myself the time. Maybe I will try my hand at it again this year. The last time I painted anything was in 2009, when my boss at the time commissioned me to paint his beloved dog, Bully.

Bully done

Bully, 2009


So in the end, perhaps it is good that I don’t always feel like doing one thing or another – I certainly don’t have time to write, draw, watch Downton Abbey and paint all in one day!

Shameless Video Blerg

It’s been over a year since I’ve posted any videos on my blog, and even then, I only posted two before now.

As part of the Blogging 101 project they suggest trying out some things that you don’t usually do on your blog. So here’s a video blog post.

I actually made a bunch of hilarious videos before settling on this more serious one. I should not drink wine and record myself simultaneously.


Who I am and Why I’m Here

Hello! Happy New Year!

One of my objectives in 2016 is to improve my blog by posting more often, posting more interesting content and reaching more people. I also want to take the time to read other people’s blogs and make some blog buddies. (If that’s a thing… if not, I’m going to make it a thing.)

I recently saw that WordPress was offering a Blogging 101 course, so I jumped at the chance to join it. Even though I have been blogging here for over two years, there’s always room for improvement.

My first assignment on Blogging 101 is to write a “Who I am and why I’m here” post. It’s funny because lately I’ve been thinking that my reasons for blogging have morphed a bit since I first started on WordPress. I’m thinking about revamping the whole blog to make it more appealing to a wider audience.

Who I Am

I am a 30-something year old woman who has always had an itch to write. Thanks to an encouraging first and second-grade teacher, I began writing “books” at a very young age. I wrote about going on a whale watch with my parents. I wrote about our whole family being sick with the flu (complete with illustrations of each one of us with our tongues hanging out of our mouths). I need to do a post about those books. Noted.

When I was 10, I got my first diary for Christmas and soon began chronicling my life. This habit continues with me to this day, although I definitely don’t write as often as I used to. I make up for it by blogging and sharing my thoughts with whoever wants to read them.

I’m also really into art. Basically I like to create stuff, one way or another.

Aside from the fact that I like to write/create, I happen to have a rare genetic disorder called ectrodactyly ectodermal dysplasia clefting syndrome, or EEC Syndrome. You can read about what it entails in About EEC Chick and What is EEC?

Why I’m Here

I started this blog in 2013 because I was inspired to create a personal account of my life with EEC. I had some childhood situations I was eager to share and process through writing. I wanted to be an example of someone who grew up with EEC and lived to tell about it. I wanted kids with EEC to be able to read my blog and realize that someone else had been through what they’re going through. Etc. Etc.

I did all that and it was pretty great. Sharing long bottled-up stories, like the emotionally scarring day at the water park, or the middle school angst related to not fitting in was actually therapeutic for me. It was almost like a burden had been lifted by sharing those deeply emotional stories.

I also got great feedback from parents with kids with EEC. One mom even printed out my blog posts so her son could read them! It was so cool to hear that. Probably the coolest thing that happened thanks to the blog was meeting the Claire family. They found my blog while researching EEC, which their unborn son had been diagnosed with in utero.

After I wrote all the big things about EEC, I started writing more about my normal life. In 2015, especially, I began writing about things like trips I took, projects I was working on and musings about life. I’m afraid that because of this I may have lost some of my earlier readers. Yet I did gain new readers with the travel blog aspect.

So that’s where I’m at right now… considering whether I should modify the theme of the blog, or start a whole new blog where I can focus more on creative writing and art… I just don’t know at this point. So bear with me please, as I figure it out!

This was a huge amount of detail for “Who I am and why I’m here”, but I guess it’s complicated!