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My mom is now following my blog. And my mom is like the coolest person ever. She's an online enigma. She's an awesome artist. She's my best friend. I know it's dorky but I mean, wouldn't you want to be friends with the person who created, raised, and calculated almost every thought and issue you've got in your head now? I would. Man, i'd give that person a metal considering the hell i've put her through just in the past year. I was a pretty good kid when I was younger because I was weird and dorky, and I had no friends. My other two sisters have always been a little cooler than I. My older one, (Runs With Sizzors) was supper wild in her youth. I mean, sneak out-party-get-drunk-make-your-sister-clean-up-the-mess crazy. She's recently calmed down with an ex DJ/Bad Boy, whose really a big teddy bear kid, Snuff. My younger sister (Turtle) is the most sensible person in the world. We take that into account when we describe what she is, which is ginger. We make fun of her for it mostly becaus
e we've all watched too much South Park and because we're jealous. She's only 14 and she's the smartest person in the house even though her teenage hormones are taking over. She's always getting on our case about moms health and me about my writing. If I were lost in a city somewhere i'd want her.
My mom at my age was raising a child by herself, going to school, and working full time in the middle of no where Kansas. She tells me every time I complain about not having enough time in the world to do my job. When I think about how she raised us kids alone I can't fathom the kind of work she did. Or how much she put up with. I freak out now about having someone to watch the baby while I do dishes or the fact that i'm writing a novel and trying to teach Violet how to walk early, but she had to raise three kids, have a thriving art career, and hold a full job. Let alone try to keep up a household. Sometimes at night after i've put Violet down for the night I like to go over and just bask in the glory that is my mother while I suck the life out of her. :)
And now I have thee legend on my blogspot following me! I feel awesome about it. So, just posting today.
Pursuit of Happiness Rule #5: Spilling some for your homies every once in awhile. Even if that homie is your mommy.

NOW I WANT TO CRY! I AM GOING TO BUY YOU A LATTE TOMORROW. I WILL. I DON"T CARE WHAT THE GINGER SAYS.
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