Audra Jennings

Look what I just got in the mail! Any ideas about what I'm going to do next? I'm eager to get started!

Mike is getting closer to finished. I got most of his face painted tonight and his limbs attached. He's not sitting up where you can see him all in one piece because his paint was running. I have to get his arm to stick on better on one side (and a horn for that matter) and some blue around his pupil. I'm going to have to do the blue with marker, and I layered wet paint on wet paint to get him as close as finished as possible. You can't see his awesome legs and feet here. My dad thought his eyeball was a perfect circle. Not bad for freehand with a sponge paint brush. Paige and Peyton are going to love him.

When Paige was about a year and a half old, I moved back in with my parents for about 6 months. At the time, I lived in a 'hood. Every time my friend Sammy came over to my house, the cops would be making a visit when he left. He used to tell me, "I used to live in the 'hood, so I can tell you you're living in it." One night, I came home to find the police looking for gun shells in my front yard. The final straw came when my presumably drugged out neighbor came over one night to tell me that her side of the duplex had been broken into during broad daylight (on Halloween). Whatever the circumstances may have actually been, I decided that was enough. All that really doesn't have anything to with the point of my story other than to explain why I was living with my parents. I felt a need to justify that since I was in my mid-twenties at the time. Anyway, during that time, little Paigey was over at my parents quite a bit while her mom was in night school class...