Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Monday, February 23
LEFTOVER
candy hearts from Valentine's Day. We had our friends Liz and Chavis over last night for dinner, and it was a big meal: roast turkey and stuffing with (most) all the trimmings. Liz brought a delicious salad. But somehow, I'd forgotten about dessert. As we were clearing away the dinner plates my brain raced quickly over the possibilities, and had to settle on leftover Valentine candies. I kept thinking that if I was a REAL adult, as opposed to the pretend grownup that I am, I would have boxes of after-dinner mints or something like that squirreled away for just such a contingency. Perhaps a bottle of port. Instead, I had to raid my kid's leftover Valentine's Day candy. Oh well! Sure looked pretty.