Anyone who has been reading this blog for awhile knows I am horrified at the thought of having BO (you know, shhhh, body odor). You can read here if you need further explanation.. Today.. Somehow.. God I don’t know how… I left the house with out putting on my Secret Summer Breeze. While trolling the isles of the super market I kept catching a whiff of almost body odor and wondering what the fuck was up. It was then I realized the smell on the verge of being unacceptable was me! I had forgotten antiperspirant in 95 degree weather - (insert gasps here) - Thankfully I put on my Jasons brand chamomile and lavender natural deodorant before hitting the hay last night (I know I am such an anti BO fiend I have day and night armpit accessories)so I had SOME protection, but golly, not much. There are some terrible things to be said for what the unnatural ingredients in antiperspirant can possibly do to you, but my stance on my own BO is firm - NO. Do you think I need a 12 step program?

We are sun burned! It’s my 3 yr olds 1st sunburn and my 21 mo old 1st sunburn. We didn’t even burn 2 weeks ago at the beach! I feel crappy for not pulling us all out of the sun sooner but alas Mira had made a new friend and I didn’t want to break them up sooner than I needed too. I am only burned a little but it is in a very ouchie spot. You see being the fool that I am I thought that flexibility = good sunscreen coverage - WRONG! I have a bowtie shaped area between and just below my shoulder blades where I missed. It is now bright red, tight, itchy and OUCHIE!

The girls burning was just mommy stupidity. We were playing at a local water park where there is a big fountain the kids get to play in. Water, no matter what the bottle says, washes off sunscreen - doh. SPF 60, while it can be our friend, apparently is extra susceptible to washing off - GRRRRR. Anyways now you can all point and laugh at my stupid sunburned bowtie shape. Sorry the pic isn’t better but really, do you have ANY idea how hard it is to photograph ones own back?

Reason number 765 that Walmart SUCKS:

Unopened milk that goes bad before it’s expiration date - bleck!!

Will you poop in a public restroom? If so do you have a technique that you use (ie the flush as you dump or a curtsey flush)? If not, why?

Here’s my pooping in public story (wavy lines as I think back to YESTERDAY). I’m sitting on the floor of the library leafing through some books when suddenly my body starts internally screaming RED ALERT! RED ALERT! When I say suddenly I mean out of the blue. I’d already dropped my bomb for the day and hadn’t eaten anything unusual. As I stood up we moved to a code purple, practically a turtle head. YIKES! I scurried to the counter with my cheeks clenched and asked the librarian to keep my stack of books. I then tore into an empty bathroom and thankfully sat down when two giggling girls entered - Damn it! I was mid drop off so I flushed and flushed as I finished, hoping that they wouldn’t look at my shoes and point and laugh later. I hate pooping in public but I hate crapping my pants even more so I consider it a necessary evil.

I weighed myself today i weighed 209 - that means overall i am down 3 lbs this month - thank god! Cardio today = 50 minutes 550 + calories plus some light weight lifting (arms)

Posting what I’ve been up too as the 30 day challenge comes to a close

Tet of Osirus - Stability is based on Egyptian hieroglyphics

pineapple is a multimedia collage. This one took a bit longer than the others as each of the pineapple scales was cut from an oval pattern

Mary of stars is an acrylic painting I started, thought I finished and then actually finished. Look it’s almost the same color as my kitchen walls!

This is the new blanket I made since Tessa developed a jealousy issue with Mira’s special blanket.

and these are the last 2 scrapbook pages I completed.

opinions, thoughts? DO you like what you see, anything you think should be different? I’m looking for constructive critiquing as well as gushing.

Dear Artists,

On behalf of Red Chair Project and Central Florida Performing Arts Alliance, thank you for making the time to present you and your art. We regret to inform you that you were not selected to participate for the Red Chair Project event. The jurors clearly had a difficult decision with the multitude of styles and personalities. With your permission you gave us yesterday, we are going to pass on your phone and email to theatres with galleries who are interested in presenting your art. We appreciate your efforts and good luck to you in the future!

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so while the experience was an achivement (typically i would have signed up and then not gone)…. i failed anyways. Just what I needed to cheer me up today… gah… meh

Our 115 lb American Bulldog in my 3 yr old’s sunglasses

I have a wicked case of butt chafe. I went commando at the gym and felt it starting on the elliptical. By the time I got to the treadmill I was praying that my ankle would break and distract me from the pain of my flabby cheeks rubbing together. I’ve been walking like a cowboy today… Pacing really. I have an audition for the chance to enter an art competition that would mean cash prizes and local notoriety. Of course I’m trying to climb the walls but my poor butt is in such a condition. I powdered it with medicated powder and lit myself up - I about shot straight to the moon. Next Tessa somehow gets into my purse and eats a handful of cinnamon Altoids. While she may have enjoyed them going down it’s going to be holy hell fire blasting out her backside. She, of course, is to young to tie the two events together and I’m sure will continue to raid my purse whenever she can. 3 hours till I can leave, 2 hours till I should start getting ready - what the hell am I going to do to keep myself busy?

Do you have friends that try to support you in some ways and sabotage you in other ways?? It drives me nuts. What do you do with them? They completely are there for you during some endeavors and then feeding you french fries when they know you are trying to lose weight…..