Hellooo all. I'm back, in the flesh! Or...at least the digital flesh. Does that count? Sitting here eating a salad and watching my son tear up a camping catalogue (charming child) and I realised that I haven't updated my journal in a while. So, here goes.
   Planning on moving out of Ohio soon here, possibly to Alaska (no, I'm not kidding) or Oklahoma (still, not kidding), because those two states have so much in common, right?
     Gave birth to my second child in the beginning of August, a little girl named Eulala. She's such a good baby that I think I may be getting used to sleeping a little more at night. Not a good practise, seeing as my 1 year old still doesn't understand the concept of "day is play, night is sleep". Or of "do not play near the light socket".
        Now, with two kids (one a newborn, the other a lunatic) I am trying to get back into the swing of comics. Not to mention finish choreographing my belly dancing routine (very difficult when your djembe player is also your husband who works second shift). I won't even go into the other things I'm working on.
    Do you ever feel like you have a billion things you would like to accomplish, or at least try and there are never enough hours in the day to do them? When you're a kid you never imagine there won't be enough time to do what you want to do. You just live in the moment and hope for the best. That's kind of what I'm doing now, but my mother raised a little bit of a far-thinker, so it can be difficult sometimes.
       Trying to downsize all the useless crap I've accumulated over the years. I have to say that it's freeing, but also tiring, because there's so darn much.
   On a high note as an artist, I have new inspiration for my comic and novel. On a different kind of high note as a mother, my son is basically potty-trained. Which is unbelievably nice, and better for the earth (organic disposables still take paper to make).
   So there we go. My life in on a postage stamp. Talk to yous later, gators.