My wish has been granted…

I'm trapped in the Cinderella generation I've got Snow White syndrome with a side of Barbie envy. I'm waiting for my fairy godmother to arrive when I am down upwind of a cougar waiting for my knight in shining armor downwind of a bear waiting for Prince Charming No help in sight. I'll have to…

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Three year anniversary

WordPress tells me it has been three years since the beginning of my wandering blog. Three years ago, I had a happy baby with gurgling skills Now, bubbly Girlie is talking like a pro. Responding to sentences is still rough. She answers, with "I Girlie" to most questions. Sometimes an "I three," slips out with…

Morning teen 6:30-8:30am

"Stop touching me! Don't touch my hair! I'm not getting up, you took my blanket! Stop spraying me! I still have time! If you leave the room, I'll get up. I'm not getting up until you turn the light off. You can't make me take it. Come on Mommy! We have to leave. I'm going…

Potty Time

  (*In response to Ms. Toy Whisperer's post, "Unleashed") With the boys daycare did the dirty deed like toy soldiers they followed the potty line I'm at a loss she's potty trained at school NOT at home We must be bonding over pee and poop At home She is the baby. She calls herself, "Baby"…

Water

"Watah!" says Girlie from the back seat. "I get wet." Everyday, every fountain, sprinkler, lake, pond, stream or puddle we pass she declares with the sweetness of a three year old. Not a request, just a statement of fact.

Garden

So, instead of dipping the flower stems in wax and setting it alight, I thought it would be a good idea to dry the flowers and shake it liberally over the whole shallow garden.  The Silent Sentinel calls it the genitalia plant.I actually did plant lettuce, kale and arugula, it's just very small and overshadowed…

He surfaced

He surfaced in the wee hours of the next morning An anniversary of his first full mental collapse (Not counting the partial ones) Surprisingly, My children are just as unpredictable mood wise as I seem to be (unstable yet) functionally, disabled most of my days moving pots, mixing soil and planting seeds

May update

May 9, 2017 9am Going to court today to fight for residential custody of children already in my custody. The school district is making me do it. I really don't care about the tax implications, or the possibility of child support. I just want My Child to go to a school district where there are…

I had an

Epiphany, you know the thought that seemed like a good idea at the time, but has become the thorn in my side Like most of my art projects I suspend disbelief because well anything really is possible I don't always have the "dose of reality" trait that should have allowed me to become a draftsman…

Sure

My art has been in my head more than in my hands these days Grabbing a handful of kentucky bluegrass winding through the stick trellis I notice a vine that meanders into the green with red veins The urge to pull falters as I cultivate another found plant for my ever expanding cottage garden Of…