I curse my cheap blinds until I remember that guys with money are all tied up in it. I'm never enough for those guys. Too complacent, too sweet, too laid back, too casual, too lazy, too unambitious. I'd rather be me. Peter Pan and I have a lot in common.

This might become my Mom Newsletter or something like that. Maybe the kids don't always let me know what they're doing, but I can certainly keep them up to date on what 's happening with me -- assuming stuff happens to Moms or that Moms make things happen. I need a catchy title though. Or not. Mom's Day Everyday!

What does an artist do on Friday night? Play pool with her son and his wife and her brother. How is that artistic? It's done by an artist.