Seriously, I think I gave out fliers to… maybe five people? It was pretty pathetic, even by my already embarrassing standards. Well, at least the Face Painting itself went well.

And speaking of forgetting things, I totally failed to color in that jacket. Crap.

(Historical Notes: What the actual WHAT… HOW MANY YEARS DID I DO FACE PAINTING?!?!?  I legitimately have no memory of doing it more than ONCE at the RCC!  And I definitely, DEFINITELY wouldn’t have told anyone that I was still doing it after I moved.  I mean, I was obviously a bit frazzled at this AZ, so I suppose a certain amount of foggy memory is unavoidable, but this makes SEVERAL years where I’ve been caught off guard by evidence that I was still drawing on faces.)