¡No hay problema!

so...it's Sunday....

I got home from taking Zoey to a birthday party at an art studio....made sculpting clay fairies....

went to the grocery store.....regular stuff....

start dinner....playing some Pink Martini on the spotify....after stumbling upon them today....

get an itch to gesso an old canvas....dinner cooking....gessoing canvas...get another itch to start a watercolor....

head upstairs....start painting....in full swing....water and color charging nicely in their wet environment.....

me...in full on-multiple things happening....but everything under control...and then....

Zoey comes running in the room with glitter silly putty well stuck in her hair....by her ear...all glob of hair mixed with putty- hot mess.  

and me? I'm totally in the watercolor...like...inside it...

I turn to her...look at it... tell her to grab a hold of it and give me a sec....turn on some youtube video to chill her down...and change her focus....  and finish the water play...because...I mean...I couldn't just leave this prime environment in the middle of metamorphosis?   

and that's the thing.... she gets that.   she knows how important water marks are.  :)  and I love that she gets it. 

finished...water and colors doing their own thing....

I run downstairs with her....smelling rice burning... :)  grab the rice....throw some water on it...grab the peanut butter and start working it into her hair.....

rinse out the rice,  nicely saved... :) meh....burning it gives it a nice nutty flavor.  :) 

continue working peanut butter through the hair...loosening up the glob....head to the sink.....apply soap.....rinsing.....making progress.....more peanut butter....more rinsing...more soap...voila.  

finish dinner.  

and...what?  what is the point?  the point is..... no hay problema- it's not a problem.  

 roll with it....ain't no thing...

if you are chill with kids....they are chill....if everything is a big huge deal- and they see their role model lose their shit over small stuff.....that is what they absorb. 

once I was traveling with them from Austin to Calgary via Dallas....total mess of a travel day....delays meant we had to spend the night in Dallas....just me...and them....with no clothes...no diapers for the young man...no tooth brushes....no nada....just the load of crap I was carrying....dvd players and crap I would have loved to not have....it was a pain in the ass, but sometimes you have to head into a storm equipped with determination....taking each minute as it comes and making the most out of it.  

level head...

chill....

love...

and being smart....

(charging colors) 

when stuff like that happens...you should go into MacGyver mode...and it doesn't matter....a paperclip, an aluminum gum wrapper....some string....lip balm.....  and .46 cents....will get you far...when you're smart about the environment and the gifts you've got at your disposal...take inventory and see what you got to work with...and then make it work....godsake....MacGyver that shit.  

there's nothing more annoying than that person....on a show...in crisis...the one...who sits on the beach and sobs about the plane crash...too freaked out to be productive.  

it's the person who keeps their wits....and gets the damn drinking water....and starts the first fire....

a survivor...

no....not only a survivor.....a fighter....a fighter goes beyond just surviving....they kick the shit out of 'surviving'....and thrive.  

anyway...it's a metaphor....for a philosophy on life....and living...

86 the doubt  :)  fear and doubt get you sitting on the beach doing nothing....

peace..and love....and fighting...for the way you want life to be 

and 

not let life kick you in the kitchen...MacGyver the hell out of the shit you got.  

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