Coffeeeeeee

by shell

Oh yeah, here is a new picture that has nothing to do with the post. ^

I have to pee for the ninth time in two hours after the pot of coffee I am running on makes its way through my system. Solaris just handed me a spatula out of the dishwasher (I’m in the living room) and I dodge every toy she and Iz own as I chase her up the stairs for some quality time with the back of her eyelids. I’m barely holding on.

Frantically trying to get an art portfolio up and running so I can start approaching people for shows. Need to start selling prints.

David’s talking me down over the deaths of two plants when the Post Office left them sitting an extra two days during the holiday (along with his pay check). It’s been almost raining for the whole morning, grumbling clouds smudging out the sun but the plants are telling me it’s not coming soon enough with their fainting spells. Bring the smelling salts.

Bryan lands in my email telling me, despite my breakdown, that I’m a “good mom”. Followed by Babble.com’s email about “good parents” letting their kids ride the subway home alone in NY (my uncle use to do that, until he got attacked…I know there is “cutting the umbilical cord” but I don’t think I want them growing up THAT fast, psycho keep smiling with your son) or giving their kids booze (a sip to a ten year old?, so what…not that big of a deal, but we have to write something about it, a flask to pre-k however, now you have my attention. Babble it yourself, I lost the link).

Then there’s this bullshit from CA where it’s illegal to homeschool students now. Seriously? You must have a credentialed teacher to teach them? Yeah, I’ve seen what a lot of those “credential” teachers did in their college years… I’m sure letting them get lostinthesysteminovercrowdedschoolswithbudgetcutspeerpressureschoolshootings is much better than what they can learn at home. When was the last time schools taught financial management course, entrepreneurial skills, or how to read a book before you graduate (much like our beloved senior football players at New Brighton who couldn’t read if their life depended on it…yeah Shanon, I’m talkin’ ’bout you, retard.)?

Cranky, need less procreation and more coffee and freedoms.

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