About

A few things you should know about me:

I like to draw inappropriate cartoons, that often involve milk spraying out of boobs, vaginas with lots of pubes (like 70’s style), comb-overs (good clean fun), and poop (not so clean, but definitely lots of fun). I don’t care. I love poop jokes. If it’s a steaming pile of poop, even better.

There are some things I can’t draw: the back legs of a horse, cute babies, myself, and probably many other things that I have yet to try drawing.

For example, here is a self portrait:

self portrait 1

There are elements of truth to this drawing, but I don’t really look like this. It’s just what happens when I try to do a self portrait – I end up looking like this girl. So, I guess that’s what I’ll look like in this blog because I’m undecided on posting pictures of myself.

I am a stay-at-home mom (SAHM) and I have been told that I remind people of Woody Allen – not his looks, or his Jew-y-ness (although I do have some Jewish blood),  but the way I act. When people tell me that, they usually follow it up with, “Oh, but I love Woody Allen, so take that as a compliment.” Thank you. I will. It is, of course, a nice way of saying that I’m neurotic. Lucky for them I find neuroses to be pretty funny.

Ever since pregnancy, I developed a bad case of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I think I do a pretty good job pretending its not an issue. I have some tricks up my sleeve to stave off the internal itch to scrub the floors several times a day. I put socks on so I don’t have to feel the crumbs! Sometimes I imagine the feeling of crumbs on my feet anyway. I call these phantom crumbs.

I like the idea of sharing my deep thoughts (Jack Handy style) with moms who are pregnant or have just given birth, so that they don’t feel isolated, bored, boring, depressed, fat, or crazy after allowing an entire human to pass through their vagina that was once tight enough to stop pee from coming out.

As much as I might talk about making babies and how to care for them, this blog is mostly about my art. I just happen to insert some brilliant/warped/misguided/boring ideas on child rearing now and then.

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