Leonardo DeKarly

Random things i've painted.....I've done so much but thrown most of it away cause i dont know what to do with it....

This is Elphaba from wicked...she is so misunderstood.... : )

lol...I tried to do this picture that I love of my nephew Noah, but i REALLY suck at people...

This is my African Girl...she's the first human i did. i love her.



jesus. lol.....

this is a picture i did of my friend Natalie who past away 2 years ago in a car accident. love you Natty!!

weirdo flower....

"Thank you SANTA!"

Okay so today Santa came early to Grandmas and left Ryan his sack full of toys!

He started in on the last present....the biggest one...

No way!

It's exactly what I wanted!!

Thank you Santa!!

Ryan had been asking for Batmans wings-FOREVER!

Best. Christmas. Ever.

Motivation

I get e-mail forwards of these things at work and they are so freakin entertaining that I thought I'd make some of my own.....I can get carried away and wanted to do practically all my pictures, but I restrained myself to these few.....more to follow!

A true "The Office" Fan

As most of you know, I am an avid watcher of the hit NBC show The Office. I love the show. I’m what they call a “Super Fan”. How do you become a “Super Fan” you want to know? You don’t. You’re too late. “Super Fans” are those of us who have been with this show from the beginning. I’m talking Pilot episode. I’m talking Thursday, March 24th, 2005. Super Fans remember season one was a mere 6 episodes, and they sweated while waiting to find out if it was picked up for another season. Super Fans remember The Office used to be on on Tuesdays, and were pissed when they learned it was moved to Thursdays and would be up against Grey’s Anatomy. Super Fans went out to buy TiVO or DVR to make sure they missed neither. They remember Kelly looking and acting like she was a 40 year old Indian woman, rather than the 20 something pop culture fanatic she is today. Super Fans remember when Michael was fat. They remember when Angela was so tightly wound, an affair would seem 100% out of the question for her. We dreamed of what the Schrute Farm would look like, and dreamed of the day Jim and Pam would finally get together. Super Fans would talk about the office to their friends and family and receive blank stares as responses because it seemed nobody watched this beloved show. Super Fans begged and threatened those same friends and family to watch the show. Super Fans had no Officetally.com to run to immediately after each episode to share their favorite moments and find their favorite quotes. Super Fans friend requested each character on myspace and remember when Jenna Fischer used to tell you the moment during a taping when she was commenting you, so you could feel special-like on your birthday. We are the Super Fans. No one fan of the show has suffered through JAM as we have. You do not know the pain of Roy, Katy, stolen glances, lost moments, high fives, and “not a bad day” phrases of JAM, like that of a Super Fan. Watching all 4 seasons this past summer for the first time does not allow you to be a Super Fan. Even if you now stalk the set, collected all the Season 4 DVD gifts sets, or own a Fun Run for the Cure T-shirt. If you watched the heartbreaking “Casino Night” episode for the first time and then were able to immediately watch “Gay Witch Hunt” and find out what happened-you are not a Super Fan. I am a Super Fan. I still say to women- “Thank you very much sir! You are a gentleman and a scholar!” I still feel the panic inside before and after each episode. I still feel the awkwardness of the silent moments. I still believe the show is somehow real. I am a Super Fan.

To the moon & back!

So this weekend I got to play mommy to my oldest nephew Ryan. I love it. I love him! He is so smart and soooooo funny. We watched The Swan Princess (What if Odette doesn't go for the merger? Urge her!) Ryan loves the frog because he has an french accent. We also watched Spongebob's Christmas. What's better then Christmas songs in May? While watching the movies-Ryan decided to grace me with his artistic abilities....(and actually he is quite good). Notice in the picture of me-the two rather large black dots are representing my freckles. Why only two? Well let's be realistic....if he were to draw all my freckles "it would break the black marker". Also, for the record "mommy has pretty freckles because they're brown and you have ugly freckles cause their red." So go figure. He also made a portrait of himself. I think he looks handsome. We took a walk to the park where Ryan ignored me and played "who can scream the loudest" with some random little girl. Sadly, Ryan's screeches far surpassed the decibels of the little girl. Opera singer maybe? Who knew? Auntie Karly. We took the long way home so we could talk longer. Here are some things I learned on that walk:

1. Footballs look like squished basketballs

2. Jesus told a little girl to get up-and she did

3. Tonio will be at Tracee's tomorrow

4. Ryan wants a cell phone

5. Buzz Lightyear is better then Toy Story

6. Bugs make good pets when your mom wont get you a dog.

Frankly, my brain was on overload. Who'd of thought?

My favorite part of the day though? Hmmmmmm...that would have to be bath time when I was trying to wash his hair and he accused me of "trying to kill him" because soap got into his eyes. Also, he was trying to jump out of the bathtub as I'm trying to spray the soap out of his face. I ended up just as wet as he was.

But at the end of the day, when I'm kissing his face all over and he's pushing me away his hardest, there's nothing sweeter then when I say "Do you know how much I love you?" to which he replies "To the moon and back!"

That's right, kid. Always.....

Now if I can only get my other babies here with me....

Chop Chop!

Today I chopped my hair off! Can you believe it? About 10 inches fell off my mane. Because of my surgery and the lack of nutrition/vitamins, my hair has been falling out like crazy. I even have bald spots (gross). So I asked my friend-the wonderful and amazing Sarah Knecht-to chop it all off! So anyways I love it. It's way different, but it feels so much better and lighter. My brother told me I looked like my mom.......................................................*cricket, cricket*................................................LOL.

Pride vs. Rationality

Imagine finding out that a Hollywood Video store was closing down and all movies were must goes for $2-$3 (yes, even for the new ones!!) You're stoked, right? Me too! Well it happened to me. So after work I picked up my nephew from daycare and headed over. I walked into the store at approx. 4:45pm. People were all over the store grabbing movies left and right. I meandered around and picked out about 5 movies. Ryan picked out 2. We headed over to the line at about 5:10 ish. There were 5 groups of people ahead of us and three guys on registers. Cool! Shouldn't be too long now, right? Wrong. Let me just tell you now that I did not walk out of that store until 6:20. No-I'm not joking. Are you wondering what the heck I was thinking? Me too. Here's the thing: at some point (around 5:45 when I really, really wanted to walk out) I thought to myself-It's been too long.....I can't leave now! I've already wasted all this time, it'd be stupid to just walk out (Pride). When another part of me was like Why the heck are you going to waste one more second in this place! The workers suck and are slow and are messing around and the two people in front of you each have over 150 movies (seriously-they did!) and you should just leave now-you have other things to do! (Rationality). But these movies I'm holding in my hands are only $3!! Internal debate ongoing. I wanted to cry. Ryan-bless his heart-was being soooo good and so patient for a 5 year old. I let him get an ice cream which helped keep him calm. So for me-Pride won out and I did stay. What would you have done?

Here I am world!

And thus it began.

So, I decided-why should I deprive the world of me? I have things to say. People care about me. I'm cool. One could learn from my adventures. I'm capable of being a hero. And basically-no body's as Krazy as Karly!