Itchy Fingas

And here I am atleast... determined to start writing on a consistent basis.  My fingers are eczema ridden, itchy messes.  I woke up last night with the chills- good chills- due to the satisfaction I was getting from my rabid scratching of my middle, ring, and pinky finger on my left hand.  I knew, even in the deep state of sleep, that I would pay for it today.... and oh how I am paying-- mostly because I left my Aveeno lotion at my mom's house in Toms River. Blast!!  The only lotions I have at nanny/work are based off Mineral Oil.

It cracks me up that the Moms I hang with trust their pediatricians' recommendations concerning eczema over my own knowledge... I mean, seriously folks.  I've had this overly annoying ailment for TWENTY THREE YEARS- I know how to contain it. Your pediatrician is going to tell you to wash with cetaphyl and lather in eucerin.  I could continuously argue with them, but I'd rather not toe the line, and keep my friends.

So, the baby is sleeping; Let me explain some things. I decided to make some changes in my life.  First off, I am going to be blogging a lot more, in addition to keeping a handwritten journal.  Second off, I am going to do a ton of traveling this winter... pretty exciting! More on that later. BUT

Karms and I were talking last night.  She called me to tell me how sad she was, to have to leave the Scary Kids guys after touring with them for a few days, and how good it feels to be appreciated and loved so much.  The conversation turned towards her quitting American Apparel and seeking out some kind of life fulfilling career choice.   I told her we needed to get her educated on the world on Artist Management, so she could start to tour with us when we can have enough $$ to pay her.  She is ALWAYS happiest when riding on a bus- the only logical answer is to start making headway in the realm of touring/production/mgmt. We talked about how amazing it feels to work on an array of arts and mediums, and though it is SUCH hard work creating something of value- especially enough to have someone purchase it- it makes your life feel that much better.

I guess the goal of this short, yet sweet post, is to remind us that if you are not taking risks and applying yourself daily to reach your goals, then you are lazy.  There is no sugar coating it.  Great people do great things not by accident.  Success isn't an accident.  It's planned.  It's pre-planned.  It's calculated. It's goal oriented.  It's worked for.  

While nannying intense hours, it is so easy to slip off course when envisioning or, rather, not envisioning the future I'm working for. I've been lazy; I've been tired.  I'm happy to say that the conversation with Karamea was a kick in the A for me too.  I am going to get out and buy a stamp for myself.  I'm going to make some thank you cards and thinking of you cards for people who deserve them.  I am going to start drawing again.  I want to have a show at a cafe....

I need to continue to exercise my Right Hemisphere... 

More soon about my travels!!