Seven-Year Itch...

I manage five Cannabis Dispensaries in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado now. 

Seven years ago, when I penned my last blog entry, I had no idea the journey ahead.  Many have said strength of character is the reward when you lose everything, repeatedly...I say fuck you all.

First Amendment my ass.  Evidently, shit like this on the Nets is frowned upon. Who'dathunk?

It's Story Time, Kids.

Niece Brookie

In the middle of June, one enjoys looking at snow.  

Did this in Photoshop, with scanned Black & White photos shot with a Chinon manual film camera and developed in the darkroom at school.

Made it into a puzzle for niece, and it'll get here the day AFTER her 3rd birthday!

Did it...

My mid-life crisis! 

Bloggers' Block

DAMN.   The proverbial block has hit my brain.

It all started when I got 7 orders for autographed books to mail overseas.  I've autographed 3 books so far, and I had no troubles.  Then suddenly, everything I wold draft seemed contrite and stupid.  Delani has to think of something WONDERFUL and EARTH SHATTERING to sign on her books, doesn't she?

Then, something absolutely exciting happened and took away all my remaining brain cells. I began a draft of the entry "Clear as Mud" about 2 weeks ago, but then the bloggers' block got so severe that I couldn't even finish that entry.  I hope to do so soon. 

So, this entry is mainly for Christopher and the two R's -- the only people with permission to read this third in the Thresholds trilogy.  Love ya all, and hope to be back up to speed in a couple weeks.  School will finally be over and we'll see if Delani gets her groove back.



 

The Highway to Hell

Living Vicariously

Having a moment of self-actualization -- that split second where you know why you were placed on this earth.

It happened last night, at Son #1's high school Spring musicale. He played Jack (of Jack and the Beanstalk fame) in "Into the Woods" and he kicked it. I am the proudest mamma on the planet because my boy can SING!

  So, evidently, I was born to breed a talented child so that I could live vicariously through him.  I was always just semi-talented, but this kid is way talented.  I suppose all stage mothers think this way; but I'm glad he surpassed me in talent and drive -- because his future is my ticket out of a bleak retirement! 

In this play, Jack is a dim-witted character until he saves the day.  The first act is all true to the Grimm Brothers' fairy tales, including Cinderella's evil step mother chopping off the toes and heels of her daughters so the slipper will fit.  But the second act was dark, with the message, "Be careful what you wish for."  Lots of death and sexual references, which I found to be fun.

Can't wait for his senior year and beyond.  Should be a fun ride.

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