Macaroni just won an art competition (for the 2nd time) for her drawings
She’s pretty great at it
I love that she sees rewards for doing something she loves to do so much
She writes incredible stories and then adds cartoon illustrations to them
This is a new one she was working on when we Skyped today
A family portrait
How awesome is it?
And not just because she draws me skinny
This week’s Dear Jenny is not a letter I received
But I letter I wrote
So maybe I should have called it FROM Jenny?
Dear People In The Room Next Door
I have written letters before to my hotel neighbors – but this one’s different. I’m not mad at you. Not even remotely.
See, the thing I was unable to avoid hearing you guys ‘going at it’ all afternoon. The plus side? When I got back from the gig, you two had obviously rooted yourself to a state of complete exhaustion, and I heard nothing but silence all night – so yeah, thanks for that.
Thing is, you were back ‘into it’ again first thing this morning. Annoying? Not so much.
But for a girl who is thousands of miles away from her husband, this is like the fat chick smelling the cookies baking…..that she CAN’T FUCKING EAT!
So while I’m not exactly pissed at you guys, I didn’t need the reminder. Even though Dad is forever letting me know that it’s kind of sad out here on tour, when my parents (aka him & Mum) are getting more action than ME, and are the only people getting laid.
Did that visual make you mouth vomit? Welcome to my world
Anyway peeps, hope you enjoyed your stay. Sure sounds like you did.
We will probably never get to meet face to face before you guys check out – that would be a bit embarrassing wouldn’t it?
Plus, I’ll plan on being a little busy this morning….‘SKYPING’ my husband
Your turn to block your ears!
Talking to the kids this morning on Skype:
Miss 4: Mummy, how old am I?
Me: Four. You are four even though some days you act 16 and others 2
Miss 4: What grade will I be when I go back to school?
Miss 4: Do I have to wear undies to preschool?
Me: Yes, YES YOU DO
Miss 4: I think I hate preschool already