January 27,  2003

      So bizarre of all bizarre.  I've sold a virtual piece of my work.  The most recent daily sketch has touched the whimsy of the young lady who's picture i used, and she has now bought the virtual rights to use it on her website.  Twenty five bucka-ding-dongs!  i find it incredibly strange that first of all someone would want my work, and second that the work doesn't even leave the house!  

      So i asked Himself: "am i official now?  a real artist?"  He of course gallantly said yes.  He's a perfect Master :-)  Ah well, regardless of whether i can truly claim the rank of artist or not, i certainly feel good about the whole thing.  

      Pretty quiet on the home front.  Himself is slowing getting better, which i hope will bring on an increase of desire to fling floggers.  *eg*  i took a sick day from work today - my intestinal system and i were definitely not getting along this morning.  It was nice to have the house to myself for part of the day - although i swear the neighbours cannot move out a minute too soon.  They are the noisiest people!  i hope i can see the prospective buyers when they do house tours.  If they look even remotely noisy - have pets, or tons of children, i'm going to dash to the stereo and crank it loud.  Whatever it takes to shoo them away.

      In a perfect world we'd get fellow kinksters for neighbours. 

      i treated my son to a grocery shopping expedition yesterday.  i am constantly baffled by what i see go in the cart.  Instant noodles, frozen hamburger patties, white bread.  Blech.  But then he always hits the fruit and veggies section and loads up.  Such a contradiction of nutrition.  i should have bought some vitamins for him.  my daughter eats like that as well.  Most likely they learned some of it during our "single" days, when i was on my own as a single parent, struggling to make ends meet.  i was too stubborn to ask for any kind of government assistance - i worked two jobs and rented out rooms in the house to scrape by.  We did it though - in retrospect, in spite of some mistakes along the way, i guess i should be proud of myself - and the two kids i raised.  Kids.  Young adults now - and we can still talk as openly and honestly as we did while they were growing up.  i like that.  

      i can honestly say of all the things i've done over the past 22 years, my two children are the accomplishment i am most proud of.  And i watch Himself with His own daughter, and i suspect He feels pretty much the same.

      Life is good :-) 

     “Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.”
--Salvador Dali      

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