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Stressfull Journaling


This has been the most un-fun week I have had in a long time. Challenging is not the word for it but it is the one I will use because I am trying to give up the dirty words. I did not even make it to church on Sunday because the thought of getting in a closed in vehicle with three pubescent teenagers and a preteen who just recently discovered that she really should be wearing deodorant was akin to chewing glass and I just could not make it one more step. …. (although I now realize that was a touch dramatic.) You see, Cowboy was out of town most of the week and the little darlin’s wiped the floor with me.

I would like to say that I have decided that parents should stop putting money into a college fund. Let the little boogers pay their own way. I say start as early as possible and start a Seal Fund instead. By Seal.. I mean Navy Seal… Someone to watch over your children from the age of about 12- 21. I say go military… the meaner the better.   I just want to sleep through the night without having to wake up the neighborhood to obtain information about their where-abouts. Apparently, when they hit puberty, you loose your clearance for said information and it takes congressional hearings to get it back.  I want to be able to sit through one cup of morning coffee without talking about feelings or puberty related issues or where hair is growing.  I want to have 15 minutes that I don’t have to care if it’s fair,what football teams are playing, explain why your too young to date and I don’t want to discuss any of it through the bathroom door if I am seated anywhere in the room. They are crazy people right now and I will admit… this week, they rolled me like a barrel over Niagara Falls. october2014 015

My nerves are like little electrical surges and though I think it might be tasteless to detail every single event of my teenagers terrorist acts…I will just say that They are like a little mafia faction…. proud of their bad behavior and working their way up the ranks by pillaging and random acts of selfishness. Bless their hearts.

One thing my daughter pointed out….” Mom, you make pretty art when you are angry” and there it is. I gave up cussing,(ok I  am trying) wine, cigarettes and hostess ding dongs….  So the only thing left for me is art. Amen

SO….I Hit the old art journal….

Oh Yeah! Have I mentioned that I gave up my beloved craft room for, of course, a kid I loved more and had to down size… But Cowboy bought me a Mini-work box… for my 32nd birthday this year to soothe my broken heart. So I am back in business.october 2014 002

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As for what’s next…. I have been working on some things. I am working on about 20 books I am binding and getting ready for sale and gifts, working on over-journaling ideas and spending sometime on weaving. I will share when those things get closer to completion… In the mean time… just a little color…

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Hi! Sharon here! I am a self taught Mixed Media artist on a mission to share the joy, the fun and the healing powers of art. And maybe a few artistic shenanigans along the way. i am a certified Artis4every1 instructor and I create art for sale here in my studio.

One thought on “Stressfull Journaling

  1. I love it, you are really fed up (I mean not your stress but your post), your daughter is right your art is beautiful. Your quote is great I should print it and place on my fridge. My kids are going into the teen now, I should be aware of all the trouble ahead. Have a nice day, less stress I wish!


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