Yesterday, I told SAJ that I was growing tired of my banner which has existed on this site for a whopping total of 36 days. She offered to design one for me, which came as quite a surprise considering she knows me not only as Whoorl, but as Sarah, the all-smiles-but-deep-down- extremely-hard-to-please-god-she-can-be-SO-PICKY gal that lives in her ‘hood. She clearly must have been on a mission to raise her personal level of annoyance to an all-time high.
We planned on discussing some ideas while hanging out at the park this week with the bambinos. Totally light and breezy.
What I experienced next can only be explained as an outburst of creativity that would put Karim Rashid to shame. While I was sitting on my arse watching American Idol, she was seeking out abstract photographs taken by my husband online (my favorite one- how did she know?) and cranking out banners like a gumball machine. Please focus your attention on this:
This is a snapshot of my inbox. Yep, I think the word “outburst” accurately describes the situation. Not only did she produce several awesome banners, but when my OCD kicked into super-high gear, she continued to tweak and tweak and TWEAK when most would have politely told me to GO DO IT YOURSELF, PSYCHO PIXEL SYMMETRY GIRL.
Thanks SAJ! I love it to pieces!