Wednesday, March 14, 2012

# 9 Kiss Me Three Times

Kiss Me Three Times, Oil on board

My husband walked in the door and saw bags of kisses all over the kitchen counter. He asked what this was all about and he thought we were trying to eat healthier. I responded that I meant to paint them, he shrugged and said, "Well, it is ok then. Can we eat them?"  My life is so rough!

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