Just random shots around the Stoner Mom casa. These are from a Monday, one of those quiet days when I work in the morning while waking and baking, and then switch gears to Mommy mode in the afternoon.
I need a good supply of ganja when I work.
I’ve been spending too much money on smelly candles, which I immediately burn completely down. Candles just work so well with the Hempwick, and have made my sessions more enjoyable!
Let’s check in with the animals. Still lazy? Okay, it’s all good.
The living room where I do most of my toking and working. Note the windows, ceiling fan, and the back door is also right there (not shown). I attribute my non-smoke-smelling house to it’s general floor plan and my habits.
After working in the morning I shower in the afternoon. It’s part of the “transform into mom” ritual.
Makeup as well. Because I love it
Animal check. All good?
The inside of my minivan. I get coffee every single school day. It’s a ritual. Croissant and a soy latte = ready for Mommy time!
Having school-aged kids means waiting in cars. For eternity.
My kids are ravenous after school. Typical after school snack: huge portion of fruit, then popcorn, then a popsicle.
And then we have an early dinner, which they also eat ravenously! Standard Monday meal, cooked by David. He never expects me to cook on Mondays. I’m a very lucky woman.
After dinner comes homework. It’s usually not accompanied by a snack, but on this day David made me some donuts along with my homework coffee. So. Freaking. Delicious.
My cup from my girls.
Taking a break between subjects to shove donuts in face.
Animal check!! Everything alright you guys??
How about you? You okay?
My biggest problem is that you woke me up.
Oh yes, I wanted to portray that it sure as hell ain’t all perfect and tidy in my life. My laundry room is currently in a state that makes me frightened to go in there.
And, one last one for the road. Intense growling beast.
Such an unexciting day, but you know what? That’s real life! Me being a stoner doesn’t make my day different from any other parent. I’ve got work, and rules, and responsibilities. And lots of pet hair.