OUTSiDE

I love being outside! I've always had a problem with this. It's probably one of the reasons I got kicked out of 8th grade, I just didn't want to be inside. I think I played hookie more days that I actually showed up. But enough of my rough neck youth, let's talk about sunshine and how it makes people smile!

I worked an event at Habana Outpost when I sketched this umbrella. I can't deny that I really think that place is cool. But I always think about that part of me left over from my younger days that says anything cool really sucks. I almost tried to force myself to think it sucked, but I just can't. I invite everyone I know there and I will support them in any way I can. Good job you cool ass, open-air, funky eaterie with a truck parked smack dab in the middle. I love it!

My other favorite part of being outside in the sun is getting brown. Now there are some people that feel simply because I am a little olive in complexion I don't have all of those skin problems that uber white folks have. GET OVER IT! I burn like a mutha (see, I'm trying not to curse after the comment by anonymous)! Pass me the spf 50 and, lucky for me, I'll still get some color but I wont burn.

Now get your ass outside and enjoy the sun already!

CLEAN

I'm constantly on the search for quarters. Sometimes I feel like a junkie going to the bodega across the street from my apartment begging for a dollar or two worth of quarters. My hand starts shaking as I put my bills on the counter asking for the beloved silver round objects that complete me. I feel obliged to buy some shitty candy that I, of course, eat it in a second. If my kids are with me I have to hold off on the candy and get something on the healthy side, which sucks because you know I just want a 100 Grand Bar or a bag of Swedish Fish. But there I go with a bizarre shaped bag of peanuts and rains just so my kids don't OD on sugar. And believe me they can.

My other gripe with doing laundry is separating clothes. I've decided to just fuck it and throw it all into one machine on cold! I save so much money that way. Put all the dirty clothes into the oversize machine and pay less than using 2 small ones.

But what about detergent? My ex had such sensitive skin I had to make sure to only use completely granola, all natural products. After we split up he came by to pick up the kids with red blotches all over and I knew immediately that he was using the wrong detergent. How pathetic is that???