I was standing in my studio right after kid #1 came in sick, and a half-hour later, kid #2 came in panicked and crying, and I thought to myself, “when did life get so chaotic?” Then I saw the sparkling tiara sitting on my shelf. I don’t know what it is, but that tiara makes me feel like a gad damn Wonder Woman. I wore it the rest of my day and at the dinner table. I have to love my family for not even mentioning it.
There I was. Painting/dancing, high side-pony whipping this way and that, yelling/singing the song Leavingby Yes, when I turned to notice my 17-year-old daughter had walked in and totally busted me in this state of artistic genius/madness.