you wanna piece of me?

 
I will say this: It's good to be needed.


But my word.


The phone rang yesterday. The home phone. No one important ever calls us on our home phone because we never answer it. We are annoying that way.  


So I'm really not sure why I answered it this time but I did.  The conversation went something like this:

Hello? (Breathless after loading two babies and groceries out of the car)

Hi! Mrs. Meeker? This is Carole from Best Carpet Cleaning. Can I have a moment of your time? 

(Pregnant pause)

Well Carole, no. You cannot, because I haven't peed since ten this morning and the eggs are getting warm in the car. So sorry. I gotta go.

Okay... well...okay. Maybe another time?

Probably not.

Okaaayyyy. Well goodbye then.

Bye.

Rude. I know. But people! Lemme tell ya.


When you are a mother of three kids, two of which can't even get their bodies into or out of the car, you don't have time to talk to carpet people. You don't even have time to pee.


I swear to you my bladder must have grown twice it's usual size over the past year. That can't be healthy.  Can a bladder actually burst? What would happen if it did? Isn't pee sterile? 


And the real kicker is even when I do find time to dash to the bathroom, even if I manage to allude the two older kids and sneak off to the lesser used toilet and leave the light off so as to be undetectable, the dog finds me and stands there and breaths his doggy breath and looks like he is expecting something. I have never, not once, given him a dog treat while I'm on the toilet. I don't know where he's getting this from.


Why am I telling you all this? Too much information? Where's the censorship? (In case you haven't noticed, I don't censor a whole lot here on the blog, much to my father's chagrin.)


I'm telling you this because when I tell you no, I cannot remake a necklace or adjust the length on a pair of earrings or even accept a special order, it's because I can't. Really. It's not because I don't love you. 


So be patient with me. If you want something from me, I want your money you to have it. I'm working my way through this crazy ride I'm on.  I'm setting aside a few hours every week to be in my studio. 


Several kid free hours to design and silversmith and pee at my leisure. Oh the luxury.


And now to some lazy Summer day pictures wherein my children look angelic.