Welcome to my happy hippie misadventures of self discovery in artistry, marriage and motherhood merrily carrying the baggage of mental health and an autoimmune disease. I promise to keep things interesting and almost always look damn good while doing it. BTW my baby ruins lives and you'll hate me for my husband. 

August 3rd - Fuck You's &a High Fiving

I'm so tired my eyes feel sepearte from me.  

Their own entity like cartoon Wiley Coyote. 

but MAGIC happened today. 

Things and energies aligned in a whole new way. 

i feel afraid. 



My phone is dying.  

I have not much time.  

but I had to remember how strong and proud I felt of myself today. It was a really tough one but damnit, we made it. 


Three Things: 

Standing my ground. (get off the phone sooner next time. You don't owe anything to anybody) 

Kesha in the blue lit hippie hut with Stina.  

Nic reading to me while I plucked his shoulder hairs. THAT is true love right there. 

 Proud of you Te'. You're the bravest girl I know. 



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Hiding From ME & Traveling to New Orleans

Hiding From ME & Traveling to New Orleans