There is so much in the news to just make you want to crawl into bed under the covers and not come out until someone yells, "Ok, it's all better, come out and play again!" So I am trying to focus on my little bubble of the universe and am thankful MY $65.27 in the bank is JUST fine and the last time I looked the sky was staying firmly in place.


I had a three hour meeting on Friday which went, um, well, did you hear me? I said THREE hours. How do YOU think it went?! Yeah, lots of doodling got done. So yesterday and today I painted those doodles up because they made me smile. They are not for any reason and of nothing in particular, just whatever little character popped into my head while I listened to statistics and facts and budgets and health care changes and branding guidelines...(Can you see why my mind wandered a bit?) I am thinking about making some cute 4x6 prints from them and putting them on etsy. What do you think? Would it be worth it, does anyone have money for anything as trivial as a silly little piece of art anymore? Some of these are on itty bitty canvases, some are on watercolor paper - just depends on what I have nearby. I think I will start painting all my doodles that make me smile and posting them, cause maybe if they make me smile, they will make you smile, and good lord I think we ALL could use a few more smiles these days, right? "Yeah, you betchya!" (sorry, couldn't help myself...)












This last one is Lucy as the Travel Gnome - did I mention the meeting was LONG?

It is my ex's week with the kids. I don't get them back until today.

Phone call from last night:



...Phone rings...

Me: Hello?

My Ex Husband: Hey, we have kinda of a situation here.

Me: Huh? What? What's wrong? Are the kids ok? (panicked voice)

Ex: No, no, it's ok. Just stay calm."

Me: WHAT???

Ex: It seems...

Me:....

Ex: Well, baby girl.... (he calls The Soph Baby Girl)

Me: !!!!!!!!!???????

Ex: Baby girl shaved her eyebrows off.

Me: *blink, blink*

Ex: Yeah.... one clean off and half of the other.

Me: WHAT!!!! WHY???? Why would she DO that?!?!

Ex: Yeah, can you come in to the school tomorrow morning and help her? Bring an eyebrow pencil or something?

Me: Um, yeah. Does she want to talk? Can I talk to her?? (trying not to laugh)

Ex: No, she is pretty upset, hey, stop laughing, you'll make me laugh, she says she is too embarrassed to talk right now.

Me: Um, ok, I'll be there by 7:15 am.

Ex: Ok, bye.

Me: ........ *blink, blink*

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This morning I get to his classroom (he works at The Soph's school) and she greets me with a hand over her forehead. I ask to see. She smiles and moves her hand away. I literally GASP loudly. "WHY, baby? WHY????"

She replies... "I dunno, I was bored. I didn't think the razor would do anything."

Then I suggest we could cut bangs to help hide it so I brought scissors and stuff with me. (All her hair is one length in a chin length bob) I suggest bangs to which she looks at me in horror and says: "Bangs?! But MOM!! Bangs would make me look WEIRD!!!"

Um...ok....

So she now has a Brook Shields make up eyebrow going on. She looks ODD. Most likely she will just tell her friends about it and be over it. She seemed pretty over it this morning and kinda had an "Oh, well, I shaved off my eyebrows, whatareyagonnadoaboutit?" attitude about it all. Sigh...that's The Soph.

So yeah. The Soph. My crazy daughter. I was gonna take a pic this morning and email it to everyone and post it online, but ya know, that didn't seem to be the most supportive parental move.