Holistic Mommy

So a girl walks into a bar, and... It's open mic comedy night. She has one of the 25 spots, and... Only three of the comics are female. 23 male comics talk about their penises, and... They're gross. These aren't her people, and... She contemplates that it's four hours to better comedy clubs. Not sure she wants to invest that much into healthier venues, so... Through anger and cognitive dissonance she stays. The worst she can do is a little bit better than the trash on stage tonight, and... Tells herself,  'I'll do my bit, then leave' Like Beyonce, she'll mingle with no one, but... The organizer forgot to add her to the list. 'Bullshit' , she thinks, and... Spirals into more anger and cognitive dissonance. They're so bad that she wonders why she is here, so... She decides to leave. She plans her exit, and... Wonders should she do it tactfully or just turn and go. There is no where else to do comedy, and... Her anger grows more. It is 4 hour...

This is a satisfying. I used up an entire palette of watercolour paint. It takes a very long time to use up paint. I think I've had this for 15 years... I can't believe this day has finally come. The satisfaction in my soul right now is explosive. Now what will I do with my next 15 years?

I think I'm supposed to move over to WordPress. What do you think? In the meantime, I have this to share: I went for a hike today. My friend took a couple of pictures of me because it was my first time up there. Both pictures have something going on around my head... Do you also notice the monkey in front of me in the second picture? Here are zoomed in shots:  

When I was a kid, I swam competitively. When I was a teen, I coached four swim teams and taught swimming lessons. When I was a mom with a toddler, I joined a Master's swim team (not just any swim team -- it was hardcore) and piano lessons (these weren't just any piano lessons -- they were hardcore.). When my daughter was a preschooler, I registered for an open water swim, placed first in my age category -- and then stopped swimming for seven years. (It was way too hard to manage practices, money, and the copious amounts of BS in my life). When my kiddo was a tween, I decided, 'heck, my life still sucks but I'm having some fun. I'm going to do the open water swim again'. So seven years later, I found myself back in the water getting ready for an open water swim. But... Something in my workouts was off and I couldn't quite place it. Then, months in, I experienced something similar to an asthma attack while racing Horse Girl to the bus stop. Years of...