HELLO!

Geez! It’s been a while, no? Lots has been happening. Busy busy fall for 20/20. Three jobs I’ve applied for recently (if you consider within the last two months recent), two of which I’ve had some sort of interview for, refuse to tell me if I can have more interviews ahead or am no longer in the running. Nothing. Why, I ask? Why wait? Doesn’t it cost money to wait to hire someone? Don’t you know that if you hire me, I can move into a slightly bigger house in a neighborhood that has K-12 TAKEN CARE OF for my kiddles? For free?! C’mon, three random job possibilities! Especially you, you know who I’m talkin’ about. Yeah, you. County government. 35 hours/week?! I can do that! HELP A SISTER OUT!

School is interesting this year. Mimi is making the teachers work extra hard, in a good way. She isn’t taking well to the fairly useless morning assignments where she and the other four year olds have to do exercises, like drawing lines from words to images. Of course, most four year olds can’t read, so someone is reading the assignments aloud, therefore doing half the work for them. Whatever. I don’t want my brilliant child fretting over useless classwork when she’s FOUR. Who cares? Shouldn’t she be spending her time climbing trees or something? Scaling skyscrapers? Learning to fly? To make matters worse, her sister, junior executive Beenie, is an expert busywork doer. Whips through these useless assignments, is all about words and letters and spelling and reading and representational drawing. This doesn’t make Mimi’s life easier in any way. In fact, it really pisses her off. Not that Beenie should squelch her natural academic proclivities, Godforbid. I am blessed with two diverse, exceedingly different daughters. I want them separated in kindergarten. Its the only way they will both be able to excel.

What else? Working on a writing project with my sister. I’ll let you know when something large comes of it. She is remarkably easy to write with. We seem to balance one another’s visionary strengths. Both of us are driven by the need for money and the need not to do what we’ve been doing to make money. YEAH!

No painting. Mostly sound recording. Mostly job searching/applying. Mostly schlepping ladies around, supporting their engagement in physicality and brain development. It is truly amazing to watch them learn and apply what they are learning to their rich lives. I’m so glad they are here!

End of year approaches. You know. Christmas ornament assembly and creation will be exciting this year. How has another year almost completed itself? I’ll be 43 at the end of December. Probably got another forty years left in me, if my ancestors are any indication. 83 seems to be the cut-off, which makes good sense to me. Forty years. Lots of time in a way, and unbearably finite.

Woah. Let’s have the most important task for today be baking up some cinnamon rolls. The dough has been rising since yesterday afternoon. Will let you know how it comes out.