Something About School Supplies
I like school supplies. I always buy extra when August comes around and stores are selling them for pennies. There is something so pleasing about a box of unused crayons--with the tops in perfect cones. And crayons are really important at my house. I'm always glad when one of my kids chooses to color, because it is one activity that we can do together where I don't have to pretend I'm a car or a kitty. Parley has changed into an artist lately, so we've been doing a lot of coloring together, especially since his best pal, Hazey, is now at school for what seems to be a long, long time.
Coloring with Parley has reminded me of something. Violet red crayons make me angry. Does anyone like violet red? Does anyone purposefully use it? I mean, actually choose it--not accidentally pick it thinking it is red? I always pick it and think it is red. Then I start coloring and realize it is violet red, that nasty mix of sort of pink, sort of purple, but definitely NOT red. And since red is my favorite of all colors, I always choose to color the biggest and most prominent object in the picture red. So, it makes for a terrible picture when you've got violet red tomatoes or a violet red Santa Clause or violet red Lightning McQueen.
I think, in hell, if you're terrible enough to wind up there, you only get violet red crayons. And you have to color things that are supposed to be red with your violet red crayon. And after that, you have to take written driving tests at the hell DMV. With your violet red crayon.