... a comeback in word vomit form ....

"All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king."

After yet another year, I am back.

Back in action. Back for good. Back because I need it.

And this time I want to make my writing a priority.  It never was a burden,  but I found that in the last two years, I often was worried that what I had to say might not be interesting enough... I finally came to the conclusion, that honestly, it doesn't matter.

Whether I'm interesting to you or not, I figure I will be flattered even if you decide to read this on the toilet.

Annoyingly,  my writing took a toll with school, and work, and real life being extra..... not boring.... just... extra real.  I guess 25 turned into the year I had to be more classy, prioritize, think long term, and actually think about building my life for the long run verses the meantime. And 26.... 26 was the year I got pregnant. I guess all around that last two years I wasted valuable blogging time thinking I was establishing priorities, when instead, I ended up creating a bigger priority than myself!

I'm so happy. 

Content. 

Blessed.

I must admit I am super unconventional as a mom, but hey, makes for an interesting outcome. I see it every time I laugh at my mom skills. Every time I'm lost in a mom task. Even when that stick gave me 2 lines. I knew it because after a whole 5 minutes of being pregnant,  I selfishly despised it lol. No, I am not ashamed. Growing humans is rough shit,  and at least when they arrive you have help.  It has its cute moments, like movements....But it has its horribly ugly moments way more ... and seriously, 40 weeks is no fuckin joke. Yet, the outcome is as everyone says. 
Priceless. Painless. Beautiful.

My blogs will be open for anything and everything as usual. No, I won't focus on just mom things.  Yes, I am ALL ABOUT  my kid like most moms. But this blog is for me, and as you all know...
I am not all mom. 

Cheers to my readers.
I'm back bitches. 

Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back.

art walk LA....

I went to the Art Walk last night with the ladies in downtown LA.  Overall, has a wonderful time.  Besides the ankle roll while crossing the street, the jewelry, the galleries, the people, the food trucks, the clothing designs, and really just the atmosphere itself!

Amazing I must say.  Art is one of those things that makes you start to wonder if you can be just as creative given the right tools.  Art is that emotion and feeling you hold inside, that you let out in an artsy way I guess.  But it has to be intense.  And honestly it's usually the intense anger that brings out the most amazing things.  Happy is good too, for all you unicorn and rainbow people.

So does that mean my blogs are art?  Because I say a lot, but not nearly half the things that go on in my head.  And trust me when I say, you are lucky I keep some things to myself.

All I know is, I am determined to become a lot more artsy.....  I am not good at drawing or sketching, or even portrait painting.... But I think abstract can be, and will be, my shit.  And I know I could make beautiful art with photo. Give me an effin camera, you will be surprised.

I guess this summer will be the summer I find the artist in me :)  So if your my friend, your new goal is to inspire me. Yea bitches, muse me!

p.s. Last photo is my favorite!

p.p.s Thank you to the attorney here at work for giving me some photos from the opening at MOCA!