Mmmm!

I love popcorn! Oh yes I do—especially the lightly buttered variety! Mmm! I just now put an Orville bag in the microwave and thought how lucky I am to work from home and make popcorn for lunch! When I worked at DS I had popcorn for lunch a few brave times, but there was always the chance that one kernel would burn and fill the entire building with that distinct burnt popcorn smell. And even if I was lucky enough not to burn any kernels in the finnicky office microwaves, it would still fill the entire building with that distinct (non-burnt) popcorn smell. Either way, I always tried to sneak out of the breakroom with my bag of buttery popped goodness before anyone could identify me as the culprit. Then I would quickly scarf it down at my desk, making sure the only evidence left behind was my exquisitely satisified countenance.

So while there are many nice things about working from home as a freelance designer, one of the best is being able to have popcorn for lunch without annoying your coworkers!

Right now I'm working on two things, a logo for a small make-up/hair product company, and a set of seven illustrations commissioned by a non-profit organization. Maybe when I'm done I will post an image of the logo and a link to the illustrations!

Updates

My latest illustration, The Golfer, is now available for purchase on iStock.

I also updated my portfolio web site with some more recent work in the categories of Logo Design, Print Design, and Web Design.

And I'm officially on the market! Let me know if you hear of any design jobs in NW Arkansas because I'm ready to apply!!

Announcement from My Soapbox

I have some quick advice for mothers of any age. Here it is: Don't talk about your labor stories. Avoid the topic completely in any social setting. Thank you.

EDIT: This post originally elaborated on the details of why this conversation topic is inappropriate and sometimes offensive, but after some thought I decided it was best to remove those details. :)

The Ozarks and The Crystal Coast

I reaaalllyy want to buy a house in NW Arkansas! (And you can tell I mean it by the way that I duplicated letters in the word "really" to make it look so emphatic.) And I CAN'T WAIT to get a design job in NW Arkansas! (Capital letters... you get the idea.)

But as much as I'm anticipating that house hunt and job search, I've already started putting the brakes on my eagerness to leave this puny little NC town. I think I'm really going to miss this place. Bryan and I have a good life here. We live in a wonderful community, we have great friends, our jobs let us spend a lot of time together (when he's not in another country), and we're only 20 minutes from the beach. Moving back to NW Arkansas is our dream, but I'm trying to savor these last few months in North Carolina because I know that a part of me will miss it when we leave.