This was out the window. To put this in context, I should explain that I work in a psychiatric hospital.
These were on the table. 
I made a colleague wait to eat until I was done drawing her snack.
Sketching during meeting often prompts The Doctor to ask, "we're not boring you, are we?"
To which I reply, "no, I'm good--see, I've got stuff to draw."
Later, I worked on stuff in my back yard.
There is a huge wall next to my house. I think I want to paint a mural.
Scenes from my back yard.
This does not show how awesome my backyard is. My Beloved is a crazy talented gardner, and as soon as I can decently render pictures in color, you'll see. Oh yes. You will.