Watercolorist in the Making!

I have officially picked up a new hobby. I had this secret desire, as I do with most artsy things, to just start and be a complete natural. Honestly, with most artsy things this is true for me.

This is so not the case with watercolor. Everything I have painted looks very elementary, which is normal, right? I have zero training (unless you count watching numerous YouTube videos). I did do a lot of research. I love the look of watercolor paintings. They just seem more free and flowing than acrylic or oil. I need more free and flowy in my life.

As a graphic designer by trade, I am finding it outrageously difficult to escape the bounds of my usual black outlines.

I just bought myself a book of watercolor lessons, so I’ll post more of my progression and all that stuff.

Currently, my favorite thing about this new hobby is that my two youngest children (7 and 10) have also been playing around with it. It’s a nice bonding time that we get to spend together each weekend (Saturdays are for painting!).

Anyway, here are the paintings I’ve done so far. I’ll get better.



Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked

My dad slipped two disks in his back and was suddenly unable to help my stepmom finish up their move from one apartment to another, so I packed the kids into the car and we went over to help.

A little backstory: a few years ago, I fell down my cement basement stairs and hurt my ankle. I thought it was just a bad sprain, but when it was still bothering me a year later, and had caused enough problems that my opposite’s leg’s knee was now also giving me problems (popping out of socket and the most inopportune times), I had x-rays done. That’s when I found out I had actually broken my ankle and now had arthritis in both of my knees and my ankle. Most of the time, it’s not a problem. Today was not most of the time.

See, I was going up and down stairs all day and my knees weren’t bothering me at all. I was reveling in this. I carried boxes all day like a champ! Then, at the end, they suddenly let me know that I’d looked the proverbial gift horse in the mouth. By the time I got home, I could barely make it up the short flight to my apartment. I had run out of spoons, as they say.

However, I was glad to use up all the spoons for my stepmom. She was outrageously appreciative, which made it all worth it. My kids worked their butts off, too. And we got pizza and use of their pool!

Now I just need to take it easy tomorrow. But the laundry will not do itself, no matter how I will it so.

Here are a few photos from today:

Dawson found his next Halloween costume.

Elee and Tux admired themselves.

Malcolm let me know that she loves the new apartment and was glad I showed up to help.

Dancing on My Own

I’m starting back to blogging again. Again. And again. I really want it to eventually stick, so this time I’m not focusing on any one part of my life. I’m going to go old school and pretend like this is my LiveJournal all over again, hence the name. Have you followed me before? Are you new? I would love interaction.

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lindsy, but my nickname is Tanjalin. This happened a long time ago when I first became obsessed with the color orange. I even had (and still have) the tangerine clamshell iBook. Me being ever so clever, I created a new email address: tangerinelindsy, which was ridiculously long. One of my even cleverer friends (who is still one of my best friends), shortened it to Tanjalin, and it stuck. She even shortens it further to Tanj these days. It’s my blog name. My graphic designer name. My Xbox gamertag. Me on Instagram and Twitter and Goodreads. Chances are, if you see it somewhere, that’s me.


That’s me. I’m a ginger with glasses and a nose ring and gauged ears and freckles. I’m 43, but no one ever believes me on that one. I have four kids, one husband and two guinea pigs. Oh, and a hamster, but he’s a jerk. I love to read and cook and design things. I’ve recently started this journal of self rediscovery, hence the blog, so I’m hoping people will enjoy going on that trip with me. I have an anxiety disorder and a coffee addiction. I love hugs and laughing and watching YouTube videos with my kids. I work at a college in the bookstore, where I’ve been the buyer and operations person for nine years.

That’s me in a nutshell. Thanks for being here.