Had such a fucking intense emergency call from a client today and the Prozac and peanut butter is holding onto my sanity for DEAR LIFE. Everyone is safe. But MAN I wish pottery could pay all the bills.

Billie at the park.

Let’s see how many clients I can see today while keeping my PJ pants on.

ENOUGH

By the way this backfired cuz my parents forgot lololol

I beg beg beg of you to please exclude local small businesses from this economic blackout? Pay cash if that helps? It hits us first. I am self-employed x2

Our IRL lesbian bffs threw me a straight girl birthday brunch which included mimosas and a hot priest calendar. Last year they got me a power drill so this is progress.

Last night two dogs and a man fell asleep on top of me a huge endorsement of my coziness.

Okay that was my first dud market I’m glad I experienced it because now I can officially confirm that only young cool people like my pottery and 60+ snowbirds with museum passes walk right by me and go to the mediocre man who does meh watercolors. I am okay with this.

MARKET GOT RAINED OUT IM FREE GOODBYE OLDS

God can hear my pleas and she is going to get me out of this.

Still haven’t sold anything but this guy shit in front of me so not all bad news?

America, you voted.

Day 2 of this boomer market. They are not buying from me anyway so I’m gonna lean into my loudest sweatshirts. Yesterday was Jinkx. Should I go with Doechii or hiking breakfast sandwich for today?

What the FUCK happened to Roku City

Some old gays finally walked by and said they loved my sweater. First drink after days in the desert.

Okay guys I’m doing a market and the demographic for this one is very boomer-heavy and my Jinkx Monsoon sweater is causing a lot of confusion.

My birthday is in 3 days and I’m celebrating early by making my birthday private on Facebook.

My dad’s office had an art show tonight and I was invited to have a table (fuck yeah nepo status) but the best part was seeing all the pictures on his desk and the fact that the BIGGEST FRAMED PHOTO is of MY dog that died 3 years ago.

Posting my schluter on main because I need to be a PART OF SOMETHING.

When the javelinas go through my garbage bins.

Saying “is that AI?” to everything I look at everyday forever until I die.

Since my last post they have played Stacey’s Mom and Rock Your Body so I can only conclude that I made the receptionist a mix CD in high school and she still loves it.

I’m waiting for my mom during her PT appointment and the lobby is playing the INSTRUMENTAL ONLY version of Hey Ya. I’ve been waiting for the lyrics to start for 2 minutes. This song sounds like a MarioKart track song without vocals.

Psycho has deleted all his Reddit posts and apparently his staff has brought free food to my sister’s bartenders every day since Saturday. Oops!

So my husband and I got married in 2021. I needed health insurance FAST because of my medications and starting my private practice so it was a courthouse wedding. Now we are finally planning a wedding that will take place around our 5 year anniversary. It might result in my mother and I’s divorce 🤗

I had a great market! Almost sold out! I can’t explain my hair! I was going for fun and playful! It was still such a good day!!!

Follow up: my sister said she saw the GM of the pizza place (not the crazy owner) and he gave her a big hug and she cried. She also got them flowers. She is such a good person. This is why I will always defend her.

Pizzadouche found the Reddit thread and went psycho. Anyway he reported my account and slandered my sister’s business and she’s so upset and now I’m blaming myself. I fucking hate this guy.

Omg so I brought my neurologist a mug the other day and told her it was to celebrate our “20 year anniversary” and LOOK WHAT I JUST GOT IN THE MAIL. I’m crying.

Client: “I’m not wearing makeup today, I’m so sorry you have to see me like this.” Me: “Excuse me, I think you mean I GET to see you like this.” Thanks gang!

I have to say. When I post a selfie on here because I’m feeling confident (rare) and ya’ll give me heart eyes it is so uplifting and shuts up the mean voices in my head telling me I’m getting old and saggy for a good week. My husband loves to compliment me but of course I think he’s biased. SO THX!

This bitch.

Omg i accidentally made Elphaba and Glinda mugs

My favorite sound is when I’m watching a @halfmoonjoe.com VOD on TV in the living room and my husband is working in the office in the next room and every few minutes I hear my husband giggle at something Joe said.

First try at throwing my uncle’s urn today. The biggest piece I’ve ever thrown. I’ll have to make a few in case one or two crack in the process. Going to raku fire it.

Someone FINALLY posted about my sister’s business drama on the Tucson subreddit and me and my burner account are going so hard.

I won’t hear any Arizona slander just because everyone has only been to Phoenix dammit!

Making the HMJ stream for the first time in I don’t know how long.

Ugh I love my doctor it’s like visiting my fun super smart aunt. But also I always lose my car in the Mayo Clinic parking lot and accidentally walk into some reflection cactus garden.

Driving to Phoenix today to see my Neurologist who has taken gentle care of my brain for 20 years now and has seen me at my lowest when I was having seizures regularly. I’m bringing her a mug is that okay???

The restaurant that turned into a bar to try to compete with my sister’s bar failed so spectacularly that literally ONE WEEK LATER they have apologized to her and are going to start making pizza again because they “didn’t realize how dependent they were on her customers”. Thanks for catching up bro.

Me: “what do you want for Christmas?” Me 13 year-old niece: “what’s your price limit?” Respect the diva.

Would love if my friends with kids would stop sending me generative AI videos of animals.

What the fuck man

Ya’ll are in the studio with me today.

Journal: My uncle passed away yesterday. I’m so glad I got to spend this past week with him and his family. My mom just had surgery so she couldn’t and my dad had to take care of her. Everyone is sad but fine. My husband is keeping my peanut butter supply stocked. I am 50% peanut butter.

This is Billie’s face of disappointment after a bird just got in the house and we caught it and let it outside instead of letting her have her way with it.

Journal: my heart is very full after another night with my aunt and cousins while my uncle is in his final days (cancer). I brought them dinner and we set the table and laughed and told stories while he slept in the bedroom. Then we did dishes and laughed some more. They just needed some normal.

Gotta journal: my fam is going through a lot of loss and change and I’m compartmentalizing it so I can maintain my caseload and get my business ready for the holidays. But in between clients and studio hours I’m bringing meals to sad and sick and dying loved ones and it’s surreal. Don’t feel it yet.