On the second day of school...

I discovered, upon entering the bathroom (sorry Canadians--washroom), that my hair had become center-parted! The damage was already done, though: I'd been to two classes.

There is nothing worse than center-parted hair. Nothing.

American Thanksgiving '09

Ok, now I know what you're thinking: Snowmanta, isn't this a little overdue?

Why yes, it is. But, in my defense, I started it the day after Thanksgiving. That should count for something, yes? It was just a really busy time in my life: my sister was visiting, I had four papers to write, I was probably getting a cold (I was "getting a cold" all the way through the end of finals, though thankfully it never fully manifested itself). Yeah. Busy.

This comic--ridiculing Alex's tendency to repeat his stories, most notoriously this one--comes just in time for him to get back to Montreal today! You're welcome, Alex.

Thank gods Mary Claire has a giant map in her kitchen. It provided us with endless (and by 'endless' I mean like 10 minutes of) entertainment as we played "Pin the Tail on the Globe" and waited out the story we've heard--and questioned the veracity of--far too many times. That's my sister there on the left. Not a great drawing of her--the one in my Christmas comic is much better. Sorry, Diana. Also not a great drawing of the world. Sorry, world.

Happy Belated Thanksgiving '09, all! Or Happy Early Thanksgiving '10, from another perspective.

Armchair Biologists

Typical mother-daughter activity. Why, don't you do this with your mom?

Uncia uncia

My mom really liked this doodle. I don't think it looks much like a snow leopard, but whatever.

Omens

Saw Jake Gyllenhaal at the airport yesterday. Took it as a better omen for my safe travels than the picture frame I broke as I was leaving my apartment.

Placemat Drawings

Hey readers! Here's a guest submission from my pal Tessa, whose blog I check obsessively. You should too.

I was present for the drawing of this festive flamingo! We were in a sports bar (I know, WHAT?) in New York City, where we drank festive beer and drew on our placemats (paper placemats are the BEST!) and further prolonged our eventual foray back out into the FREEZING cold. No really, it was super-cold, and I know from cold, being a four-year Montreal resident and all. It may have had something to do with me not bringing weather-appropriate clothes though. It may have had everything to do with me not bringing weather-appropriate clothes. Because anywhere south of Canada should be warmer, right? Right??

She also drew this. It's gonna eachoo.

Merry Christmas from the Valley

Christmas Eve Day

While I was drawing this, my sister yelled from the other room, "Mom! Where are the scissors?!!"

Christmas Day

Our "traditional" Christmas breakfast is bagels, lox, and cream cheese.

My dad and I put in a word, or two.

A mistake.

What seven letters did my grandpa say when he opened up his Christmas present from my grandma?

Green Christmas