I’m a slow process of kick starts sputtin’ outs.

I wish I could say I’ve done a lot artistically but I haven’t.. most that I’ve accomplished in life is mediocre to say the least. I think I’m still getting there. I’m a slow process of kick starts where I’ll do some stuff, mostly sketchbook/journal stuff then sputter out and just not have the energy. Where does it go? If there were an elixir that kept me going creatively and held me there without the negative thoughts that drift in my mushy brain I could get somewhere! Coffee…please ? Are you the elixir I need???

(No answer)

Sips more coffee

I keep dreaming about the simpler times of my younger years. Where I didn’t really think too much, I just did it. I got a piece of paper and made a comic and then just passed it around in class. I dream about just how happy it made me. I wonder if I should just try again. Maybe here. Start over. But as a mom, with more experience. It’s really not that difficult. I think maybe since I went to school for art I should be this great artist and gone somewhere in my life you know? I would be ashamed to talk to my art teachers and professors right now. I have not done a damn thing…

But art isn’t difficult if it’s just simply putting your voice and mind to paper or wherever it may need to escape. Can’t let it stay inside forever. I don’t need to worry too much about what others may think you know?

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The donuts won, so let’s not speak about it… Let’s just dance about it.

Donut Dancin’

I am trying to eat better and cut calories but all I can think about are donuts…

The problem is I have donuts in my house staring at me. Those small convenient eat the- whole -bag type donuts which are just cake with powered sugar on them. Yeah those. Why. I know that I shouldn’t, seeing as 35 years old has hit me and you don’t eat like you’re a 10 year old anymore!

Elegant Crapulance that is powered donuts.

It happens. We turn a year older. and so do our butts… because our butts are separate entities… which have revolved and evolved into the shapes of two ginormous cookies. i knew it. i spent all christmas and winter baking cookies for my kids. my husband kept requesting my cookies because it’s cheaper than store bought and so much better. add beer, pizza, easter candy and other junk to the butt batter and wahoop! cookie butt. happy birthday to my cookie butt. i’ll be sure to light a candle to my ass and wish it a merry christmas i mean happy birthday. 35 years of making and creating this great big cookie butt!

My son and I were writing and drawing in our journals. He has a small tiny book full of blank pages he likes to doodle in. I had no idea he was drawing coffee cups until he showed me. I told you my coffee drinking really has an effect on my children! At least it’s a creative effect!

Will’s coffee cups