Mike's mom got me a neat calendar for Christmas (among many other fabulous gifts), and it's already provided me with daily entertainment.
For example, there are word searches and mazes, opportunities to doodle and daydream, and I have done JUST THAT.
For example, this day asks, "If you could, what would you write on your office's hallway wall?" So many things, calendar. SO MANY THINGS.
This day requests that I "Doodle the planet this guy is going to land on." Fine:
So Mary - was this what you expected? You're only aiding my eventually fall into insanity, you know.