So this was going to be a nice post, explaining a bit more about me, my family, my art, and why I say everything's crazy. But, as always, my seven-year-old trumped me with a better statement to illustrate why my life is so very, very bizarre. While driving home from a protracted music lesson this afternoon, my dear son (who desperately needed to use the restroom) said: "Hurry up Mom. My trouser snake is about to become a spitting cobra."
Yep. Now you understand what I live with on a daily basis. I'll share more later.
Piece.
One woman's quest to find sanity among the madness of creating art, sustaining family, and staying alive.
That is too funny! It is amazing what kids will say sometimes :)
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