*Free Therapy*

ah..... the smell of fresh paint on canvas.

Its almost as good as the adrenaline rush that you get from exercise. The burn of your muscles... that strong feeling- as though your body could take on the world & come out on top.... THAT will be next. Therapy for me = painting & exercise. Both of which I've neglected for too long. Time to bring out the bike & start getting outside more.

-->But Jessica, what the hell are you talking about?<--

Umm, well, if you've been living under a rock, see the post from Thursday to catch up. It appears minor but I swear- I was thisclose to having a major meltdown. But I'm better now. Diligence, apparently, is the key.

Welcome to my life.

Well, let's see here.

Among the many things I am out of, necessary things such as diapers and toilet paper, patience is right at the top of the list.

September cannot come fast enough. School should be year round. And teenage boys should not have PMS. But its the 23rd of July, school isn't year round much to the disappointment of many parents, and oddly enough, teenage boys DO have PMS. Go figure.

Now that I'm a mom of 3 boys, I'm left wondering if I would have better off if they were girls.

"Come over here! Oh no, I'm soo not that way."

said the woman in front of me to her son, who was probably 6 or 7 years of age, as she is dragging him along to get pictures with the Strippers from Silk.



I admit; we took Dylan & Jackjack. Jack slept so he didn't get pictures with the strippers. That would have been interesting. Here, hold the baby- yea, you with the big boobs, and lets see what he does. Never mind that he is still nursing, so he may nuzzle you a bit, perhaps bury his face in your boobies looking for a little somethin' somethin'. No matter! But, it didn't happen. Nope, no family photo with the strippers. Couldn't take a family photo without Alex. Can you imagine if we sent that out for our Christmas card??

I asked Dylan if he wanted to take pictures with them [as the aforementioned woman is getting their picture taken], and he said no. I didn't force him. I just thought it was interesting, you know. There is a line, I guess. For everyone. I don't force them to do things they don't want, unless their health is on the line ["uh, no, you may NOT ride down our two flights of stairs on your skates, I don't want to go to the emergency room today!" or, "Yes, you must eat your vegetables. At least eat your veggies if you won't eat* your meat. It has to be one or the other you eat. You can't get out of not eating both."] Should I have said something? Would it even have been appropriate? Doubt it.

*Speaking of eating, I was recently re-united with a totally fun breakfast song: Ham & Eggs, by Fat J & the Pinners. Freaking awesome!!! If you want the actual recording, instead of video click here.



Lets just say the day ended well.