This has been a very long day. I had an IEP meeting at the school for my youngest. In retrospect, I should have picked some day other than Monday, as I was trying to do too many things and ended up being a (tiny) bit late. But it went well, and as always, I hear about how awesome my daughter is and how they love having her for a student. And what a gifted artist and writer she is.

Well, I am very tired and keep losing my train of thought. Probably should be going to bed.

The second one is my favorite. I let my youngest make me into a kitty.


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Painting is so relaxing. After I finished painting the mask I made the other day, I thought I might as well use the leftover paint for one of my old paintings. Cause it's not like that would really make more for me to clean up. And if it hadn't been for the fact I had other things to do (and I need to get more red, blue, and green paint) I would of painted more. Anyway, as fun as the paper mache mask-making was, I think it's going to be a long time before I make another one myself. It's incredibly difficult to do one's own face. And no matter how hard I tried, it was impossible for me to keep my face completely still for 30+ minutes.

Looking forward to getting back to my writing...my poetry, in particular. Maybe I'll get around to sharing more. It usually takes me awhile to make up my mind about stuff, though. All part of procrastination, I guess. I wonder if my biological mother was like that. (I doubt I get that from my biological father; he was too much like a drill sergeant.) And speaking of procrastinating, I should be in bed. (I think I'm avoiding sleep cause I've had a couple dreams I found unsettling. I hate having dreams that are so vivid, you're unsure if they were dreams or really happened. Especially when it's something you want.)

One of my favorite bands.

I let myself sleep in today. Till about 1:30. There will be no sleeping in tomorrow, and not just because my youngest has volleyball practice. I don't like getting such a late start on my day.

I learned a lot about mask-making. Been fun, sculpting the paper mache "clay." Although the best part for me will be painting it. I love painting, though I haven't done any for over a year. (Need to replace some of my paints.) I also learned how to make a venetian style mask, and how to make one out of fabric.

I did finally go shopping. One thing I didn't find, will probably end up ordering something online although I really hate using my credit card. I couldn't find the exact calender I wanted, but at least I was able to find one with plenty of writing room. And my little one to carry around in my purse? I am stuck with Hello Kitty for the next two years. (I wonder if the Japanese use "kitty" in slang the same way we do.)

I loooove this song! And not because I'm into s&m (although-with the right person-a little bondage can be fun.)

My youngest has to do a family history project for school. I'm not thrilled. In fact, I'm the opposite of thrilled. Since I'm adopted, I don't have a (biological) family history. Not a reliable one, anyway. Neither of my parents are living and I never know when I can believe the things my siblings say. (For example, I seriously doubt that my mother was descended from Red Cloud or Sitting Bull which is only one of the great tall tales I've heard from some of my older siblings.) Then there's my adopted family. I don't talk to them much, and for very good reasons. (I'll just suffice to say that some people should never adopt.) But anyway, I'm googling about these kind of school projects, and how you handle the topic of adoption. Nothing for when school kids are the children of adoptees. Then I got a little side-tracked by a website for adults who were adopted. And I learned that it's very common for adult adoptees to have emotional intimacy issues, whether or not the adoption was a result of the biological parents giving them up or not. My therapist told me today that being adopted is an emotional trauma. Even under the best of circumstances. So, that's what I'll be working on and through in therapy. Yay me.

Well, I never did get around to shopping. I'm thinking, tomorrow afternoon. Yesterday, I took advantage of having the house to myself for the first time in ten days. And last night, my oldest and I had some good quality time together watching "Madea"s Witness Protection." Tonight, it's going to be "Hercules: The Legendary Journeys." (There's just something about men with brown hair and blue eyes...or green eyes...I'm a sucker for green eyes...my favorite feature on men. Unless, of course, they're walking away.)

I love this chick!

Well, I'm about to make masks with my youngest. Should be some messy fun.

I love this song! The video's pretty hot, too. (Kinda makes me miss my red hair.)

I ended up seeing in the new year with my friend and with my youngest daughter. It was way to freakin' cold for me to walk across the highway over to the bar by myself. Driving over, it didn't seem like there were a lot of people out anyway. I could have met up with one of my nephews and his girlfriend if I'd wanted, but they were on the other end of town and in a place where, yes I do enjoy going in, but since that one female who doesn't get that I'm not interested goes there, and so does her psycho mother, I opted out. Anyway, since I wasn't being sick, already this year started off better than last year.

I am so thankful there's school tomorrow. I want the house to myself, at least for a little bit. Although I think I may run over to my best friend's and maybe do some shopping while I'm over there. Cause there's something I want to get, or at least window shop for. (Plus I need a new wall calender and a new appointment book to carry in my purse.)