
Leisurely morning and then off to work. Words which greeted me as I walked in were "Good morning, hooker!" I frickin' LOVE this place! Then, life got interesting. No names (hell, let’s just say it was a
conversation I was having with myself), but I told myself about this fantastic little gadget for women (such
as myself) who hate wearing bras. Just
yesterday I had taken off my Genie bra (when I discovered it was too tight) and
stated that this country is all about nipples if you’re a hot supermodel, but
lo and behold you’re a normal woman it's “EWWW!!! Put them away!” This gadget is called Nippies and is an
adhesive (or non-adhesive) cover that you place over the nipple so no one is
offended by the body part that brought life to just about every damn human being on
earth. Heaven forbid we normalize a
highly sexualized and money-making part of the female body. My apologies, Hugh Hefner.

I had a client shortly thereafter. It is so sad how common parents splitting up
has become. Couples who stay together are now outliers. I, of course, have no room to talk, as I was
also divorced from the father of my children, however we, at least, made the children
the priority and have a good relationship. Many people wonder what it is that
we do with kids that they can’t do with their own kids. Listen – really,
really listen to what the kid is saying (both verbally and nonverbally) and
we don’t judge. This is difficult to do
as a parent with your children because you are so tied to your child.
And then…I eventually headed home (after writing notes),
only to eat a quick breakfast-for-dinner and head back to work for something, go to Walmart to return that damn Genie bra and get the right
size. Spoke to a women there, a stranger,
for quite some time and as I left – I saw a kid, a kid who had been misbehaving
as I walked in. He was sitting outside
on the bench with his mom, who was berating him and telling him “Don’t you fucking…-----“. She is a meth mom and this kid will be seen
by us, if he isn’t already. She is doing what she knows, what she has
been taught and he will do the same with his kid, because this is how he is
being raised – with abusive words and, I’m sure, abusive situations. I’m sure he will have drug issues; if he hasn’t
already started (he is about 9). I don’t
think badly of her because this is her deck of cards. Maybe I should have gone up and talked to her
– I don’t know. I know there is help out
there…but I also know you have to want to change and some lady coming up to you
when you just tore your child a new one probably isn’t the best way to instill
change. Holy hell, I’m so grateful to be
sober.
Pictures: A school picture; my hostage taker, Madame "Margot Le Blanc" at a place which may or may not be a Mexican eating establishment.
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