Hi beloveds!

I’m temporarily separating from my blog due to irreconcilable differences.

It will be a short break while I work and breathe and think and paint and sketch and eat donuts.

I will be back.

If anyone needs anything, like advice on how to….. ok I don’t know how to do anything at all.  But if you would like to chat or just say hi, I will still be emailing.

I love you with all my Heather-heart.

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Jun 3, 2013 - Family    36 Comments


So, my mama came and went.

It was wonderful.

She got here late Friday night after the boys were already down.  The next morning, Boy got up at the crack of dawn and appeared by her couchside.

is that a ski






sucky sucky



singy singy



climby climby



sharing a pillow



And that pretty much sums up the whole weekend.  The boys were instantly and permanently smitten with my mom’s gentle , kind, serving spirit.  As I am.

She cleaned my kitchen.  And let me take naps.  And watched the kids while I went to church!

I actually almost didn’t make it.  First of all, Boy fell and hit his head on a box-spring.  Major goose egg.  After I calmed him down I decided that even though church was about to start, I’d still try to make it.  I had no makeup on and my hair was wet.  Figured I’d at least dry my hair and then go.  But after many many years of valuable service, my hair dryer decided to explode and shoot angry flames at my clean white dress.

I did make it to the car though, AND TO CHURCH, despite having zero gas.




And the HEATER was stuck on in the elementary school where this church meets so they had the doors open and this huge industrial fan set up to blow cool air in.  I sat RIGHT IN FRONT of that fan.  And I don’t care who you are.  If you’re all dressed up and the wind is blowing your hair around all cool-like, you totally feel like you’re in a hair commercial.  I did.

Arg! Started to draw how I felt but then decided I’m way way way too lazy tired to draw anything other than sticks but here you go anyway.

screw it



And so today, after my mom left (me a clean house) and I’d stuck the boys in separate rooms for a nap, I laid on the couch and felt intense satisfaction about all the things everywhere.

me and my mama


Boys Booboo


mama and boy


Thank you, Mama.

I love you with all my daughter-heart.

I wasn’t even going to post today….

Too busy thinking about the fact that Siegfried bent my entire toenail backwards with his big, fat tennis shoe.  My toenail is all purple and swollen and I’m being an ENORMOUS wuss about it.

So I wasn’t going to post, but then something weird happened and the boys started playing by themselves and so I decided to draw my big happy feelings (about events coming up in the near future…).

Right this minute

Right this minute


So its been a while since I’ve had some biggies to look forward to in life.  I look forward to little things every day, but after a long dry-spell, I have some biggies coming up.

For starters, my Mama is coming tomorrow!  I feel like this! Yee haw!!!



She has no idea how much work I have planned for her.  Really I’m just hoping she’ll give me some stern looks and tell me to go clean my room.

So that’s this weekend.

Then in June I’ll be going to visit my Aunt and Uncle in California.  And by “visit”, I mean they are letting me come crash in their guestroom and slink around the town by myself in a trench-coat so I can stare at people and they wont talk to me.

Thank you, Rick and Marla, for giving me the gift of this alone time!  In fact, I am so exited about it that not even a flip can do my feelings justice.  More like a flaming ball of happy!!!!

Happy Blast


And then in July I might be going to India for work.  I’m “flipping” excited about that trip.

I do flips


ta da


I’ve realized that most of my adult life I’ve traveled for work.  I LOVE traveling.  I LOVE being stuck in an airport by myself.  People watching.  Not having to interact.  Knowing that all I have to do is catch a plane.  Its very relaxing for me. I know it has the exact opposite affect on most people, but I love it.

A little big something to look forward to in life.

Sometimes I Am Confused. The Rest of the Time, I’m Just an Idiot

The other morning I was a Confused Idiot….

I actually enjoy some forms of momentary confusion.  Sometimes I’ll try to sleep sideways on the bed so that if I wake up, the light from the doorway will be in a weird spot and I wont know where I am.  I LOVE that feeling!

Never really works when I do it on purpose, though.  In High school I used to rearrange my room just to experience some night-time confusion and it seemed to work better when I was young and impressionable.


ANYWAY, Boy has been getting up REALLY early.  Sometimes as early as 4-4:30.  Ugh.

The other morning he got up and sat on the ottoman watching cartoons and sucking on his blanket.  I sat there, bleary-eyed, drinking my coffee.




Suddenly, my phone started ringing.  My phone never rings. And if it does, I NEVER EVER answer it.

I was shocked and frightened and irritated by the noise.




And then I saw who it was.

why are you calling me



And I was like What the heck??

Was he calling me in his sleep??

I realized he must have left his phone somewhere and somebody probably picked it up.  But its one of those crappy old pre-paid flip-phones (he doesn’t believe in phone usage). So who on earth would bother to track down its owner?

I decided, after much sluggish debate, to answer it.




It was a kid on the other end.  My husband must have left it at the park.

The kid started babbling something completely incoherent.

Great. A nice, productive conversation at 5 in the morning.

are you being supervised young child


I figured I should talk to an adult.

But then, a bunch of things happened at once.

I looked up, and the kid on the phone said the exact same thing that MY OWN KID was saying….

oh good grief


uh duhhhhhh




hey you sounds yung


mommy der


who tell you my number



Good grief, Heather!

May 22, 2013 - Family    36 Comments

A Little Something to Make the Males in My Family Terribly Uncomfortable



So my sister got herself some new Boobs.


Its been fun to live vicariously through her. So many interesting issues and social interactions that arise because of that procedure.  And I TOTALLY get why she wanted them.  All the women in my family are tall and slender.  Tall slender women do not typically have large breasts.  And I did not, until I turned 23.

SAY whered you get the boobs

They came out of NOWHERE!  It was like, one day they just appeared out of EXTREMELY thin air.  (I’m not saying I had enormous boobs, but they weren’t non-existent).

I was pretty stoked.

My sister is 12 years younger than me, so eventually she grew this awesome butt, which came out of nowhere.

i like big butts and I cannot lie



But, later on, after kids, she decided to get her some Boobs.

yay breastases



Now, before anybody loses their religion over this, I did ask before I blogged.

can i can i can i


And she said “YEAH! SURE!”

shes a freak too


Its an interesting situation to get yourself into, the acquiring of new Boobs.  Especially if you don’t announce it to the universe beforehand.  And we two sisters have a lot of brothers.  That makes for weird conversation.

the discusser


(because its so me to get into “discussions”)

i am an ostrich



And the brothers….

happy brothers


confused brothers



But even weirder than that is the work situation.  Say you work full time in an office and one day you leave with nothing and then 2 days later you return with the Boobs?

A friend of ours was telling us that a woman in his office got written up for showing her Boobs off one too many times.  On one hand, that’s crazy.  You’re really flashing the entire office??

the flasher



On the other hand, you’ve just acquired these new assets and they were expensive and you suffered for them and now you feel like a million bucks.

so i picked up some new assets


looky left

looky right

pst hey you


I love my sister.

She's in High-School here

She’s in High-School here


She’s pretty cool.Hayley