What what??  That’s what!  Check out my sleeve in progress. I’m a tatted out hot mama     now!!

hi! How’ve you been? Yeah, I haven’t been updating here much.

Look at me. Do I look like the kind of girl that sits around and BLOGS anymore? Heh.  I WISH I had more time to blog. I miss this. I miss sitting down and blah blah blahing all over the place. Cathartic! Sharing! Caring! Connecting!

Yeah, I’m too busy hanging out at bars with roller derby girls, burlesque dancers, tattoo artists, singers, musicians, and writers.  My kind of people. I’ve finally found my people in St. Louis!!  THIS is when I need to blog. Oh my GAWD. The stories! THE STORIES!

I’m saving them for the book.

There have been adventures aplenty in this mutha’s life. It’s good. Very good. I’ve needed this. It’s been a total escape from  my career disappointments, and getting a bit lost as a housewife/stay at home mom combo. That’s the #7 combo on the menu, by the way. I highly suggest the #1. It’s where you start putting yourself first for a change.

Alright, how’s this? How about I try to do a once a month update?  Does anyone still read this thing anymore?

The Kidz:

The Almost Twins are now 3 and a half and soon to start preschool Miss Boo is six and soon to start the second grade. This has been a hellish summer as a family because it’s so flippin hot and this house is so flippin small. We are climbing the walls and on each others nerves. We NEED to upgrade to bigger and better but the housing market says meh. Maybe later. Stupid housing market. And stupid weather. We don’t live in St. Louis for the breezy cool temps, that’s for sure.

The Almost Twins love all my changes but Miss Boo isn’t sure. She often sighs and wishes out loud for a normal mommy. Or wishes I never got tattooed. Or wishes people didn’t stare at me or come up and want to ask questions. I explain there’s no such thing as a normal mommy. Even the conservative khaki capri wearing suburban moms have issues. We ALL do. As I’m fond of saying, I just wear my crazy on the outside.

We’re not a normal family, but we’re a fun family. The house is loud, there’s laughter, and lots of love.Matt and I are very happy. All is well right now.
Matt:
Matt is FINALLY starting to get out and socialize, too! He’s found his people. Skeptics! People who love to sit around and talk religion and philosophy and zzzzz.  Huh? What was I talking about? Bleh bleh bleh I’m bored.

He LOVES my new look. The only girls that turned his head since we’ve been married were the tattooed alternative pin up girls. Now he’s married to one. He’s a happy man.

Marge In Charge:
My mother. Sigh… she’s less thrilled with my new look but keeps her negative comments to herself and her friends and the rest of my family, I’m sure. She’s still a sample lady at the grocery store. Not dating anyone. Seeing friends on occasions. Regretting ever planting a veggie garden in my yard since I never take care of it.  She’s Marge. I think she’s happy, but it’s hard to tell sometimes.

The career:
The voice over career is doing amazing, considering it’s still very part time. I’m excited to be able to audition for projects and have time to do them again! I’ve got some new show ideas I’m working through in my head. I’m anxious to get back to L.A. and get back into the biz again. Don’t count me out, yet. I just needed some time off to regroup.

Health:
PCOS is still a battle. I’m with a trainer 3x a week, work out 2x on my own, on a perfect diet, and am still struggling to lose the last 20-30lbs. I recently saw the Endocrinologist again and have some issues we need to address. It’s why my weight loss will always be slow and a struggle. It’s tough to be out with friends and they are eating and drinking and enjoying themselves and I’m hungry and sipping on club soda. But people deal with much worse, so I’m grateful that I’ve gotten as far as I have with the weight loss.

Tattoo plans:
It’s so crazy that I’m at the tattoo studio several times a month. ME! I’m a regular.  That’s hilarious. I’m getting my work done with Jamie Toon of Cheap TRX. I tell him the basic idea and let him do his magic. He’s an amazing artist. My sleeve has been a 15 hour long process and there’s about six hours left to go. I also have a large calf piece and a recently got a black cat on my ankle.  Soon the cat will be chasing an entire calf covered in butterflies. THAT is going to hurt. The calf is a horribly painful place to get tattooed.  My arm isn’t so bad. I often zone out and close my eyes and relax when getting arm work. The calf? I sweat and moan and tear up and ask for a lot of breaks. I can go hours on arm work. I can go about one hour with my calf and that’s pushing it.

I’m starting my other arm sleeve soon. I’m getting a pin up Queen of Hearts in a card with her dress spilling out and wrapping around my arm. Very very excited about this.

Don’t get huge tattoos if you dislike attention. I get stared at, questioned, complimented, and asked if I’m crazy. People will stop me to check out my artwork on the street. One woman stopped her car and chased me down.  Another lady in a ritzy part of town actually crossed to the other side of the street to avoid walking near me. It’s fascinating. “People are funny things.”

Whew! This is the most blogging I’ve done in a long damn time.

NO, really, does anyone still read this thing? Who’s out there? How’ve you been?