This morning I was sitting in front of a mirror John broke. Sometimes he gets so upset he bangs his head. And I snapped a pic. I looked at it… Dirty, broken, incomplete; I thought this is my life. Those things but also colorful, happy, still believing there’s good in the world. I will beContinue reading “Doppleganger”
2 things Moose is constantly asked: Did you steal my shoes Moose? Moose, did you steal a kitty? Luckily he no longer snatches em up and takes them outside to play. Kittens that is, your shoes are probably in the yard.
A colleague/troll just argued with me that saying I was going to spend donations on hookers and booze was a bad move, marketing-wise, as people who do donations have higher moral standards. I respectfully disagree. I feel like if hookers and booze are what you need then people will want you to have your hookersContinue reading “Hookers & Booze”
I can’t remember if I’ve ever painted my son but I sketched one today for John. My son doesn’t talk much and what he does say is in a sort of code. So we use pictures for a lot, and usually I can decipher his meaning. We understand each other, most of the time. OftenContinue reading “C Is For Cookie”
This is Robert. (If you pass out at my house we’re gonna take a selfie. Grief does not excuse you. Rules are rules.) I refer to him as my son, it’s easier, but obviously he’s not mine. Christina calls me the Angelina Jolie of the avenues, due to the color variation of my adopted kids.Continue reading “Hush Lil Baby Don’t Say A Word”
This morning I took a cab to walmart to pick up phones I ordered. As I waited I thought how much safer id be with one. I also got a restraining order today. I thought about how that didnt make me feel safe, Bryon and I broke up awhile ago but it wasnt goodbye thoughContinue reading “Hello, I Love You Won’t You Tell Me Your Name”
I tell people I can’t draw and they say no way but I give you exhibit A. I was trying to show JoJo how I’d make a tiny house with 2 barn shed kits. The writing says “There’s a barn under there. Trust me. Which reminded me of my favorite art critics review. OK itContinue reading “Everyone’s A Critic”
Have any of you seen that goofy movie from the 90’s, Lambada? Is there any other song with the same tune as the titled song? I’m asking because not only did the ice cream truck just roll down the street 2 days before Christmas, it was playing the Lambada. I live in the redneck ghettoContinue reading “The Redneck Ghetto”
John has developed this weird fear of me sleeping. If he finds me even laying down he calmly walks up… And slaps me as hard as he can. We now affectionately refer to him as the nap nazi.
Just got back from Del Taco where I got to watch a set of toddler twins go up into the play structure… and refuse to come out. I laughed and laughed (its happened to me before too) until I saw their mom start to panic a little, and offered to go up myself and getContinue reading “Why I’m One And Done”