My Life is Strange and Beautiful and HARD but i love the FUCK out of It

G. came back to Nipomo for a smidge of his winter break; while it wasn't exactly what Any of us imagined/wanted or would have liked (it sucked), i made the most of it. This is the mantle in a granny house i'm re-newing in a barter for rent arrangement. Only we're just parking the gypsy wagon in the driveway. For the holidays i tried to jazz things up and pretty much failed. we are all, however,  figuring out that it's a Good thing my kids love me no matter what.

Corn POP-pops Picker & i'd say this is More than double tasking!

no matter how hard i want to believe/convince myself

that technically we are Not homeless...i am still not at home.

so i romanticize it As Much as possible. for example,  in any romantical situation the girl almost always gendertypingly weeeeps, right? and when i do....my hero, my night in shining armour, the little man known around here as Pop-pops - swoooops down, hugs me tight & tells me Not to cry..that he is a Superhero! that Loookit we have a home on Wheeeels that can go places....

Today, in spite of everything: i feeeel like a Really Good Mother

or maybe it's Because of everything. Sometimes it's my saving grace.

Motel numero seis & One of the perks of bein' without a proper home

my hotel lovin' bug-a-booo and i stay at the motel 6 or any other cheap Inn we can find....for One nite, every once ina while.. - oh we get to sleeeep in a real bed, get a bucket of ice, take nice looooong showers, have ourselves an over-all delicious, transiently nutritious re-bootajuvinationz. Then as an added bonus i gain enuf strength in motel fortressed fortitude... allowing:
Changapeluda to somehow Re-Birth ourselves!

i just really like this picture

i love all the people in it....i don't even know that chick by the men's bathroom but she's got a beret on and i love her, too! i love all the fooood, the money caught in this digital click. it makes me feel like a fat cat,

 rich and sated. my mother and my two sons bring that out in me.  i like to think we all bring it out in each other.

So if you're gonna be stranded

because the bus system for Rural California stops working on the motherfucking weekends -

Shell Beach is the place to do it!

There's no place like

there's no place like

There's NO place like

this beautiful daughter of mine

is numerically an adult: yet will always remain to me; in my heart for always -  my pretty baby queen. she's the ruby in my crown....and i love her so