Molly Copp Art

10/18/2026

I had the BEST “date night” with my middle daughter. 💗 She’s 13, and honestly, I can’t remember the last time it was just the two of us.

Both of her sisters were at sleepovers, so we decided to have our own little date night. 🥰

I planned the date, but got her input. We were originally going to see a movie, but then I suggested something a little more therapeutic… 😂

A Rage Room. 💥🔨

She was a little apprehensive when we walked into the Glow Rage Room, but she caught on FAST. 😂 I yelled from behind my face mask, “Pretend every single thing is someone who ticked you off this week! I don’t care who it is—even if you’re mad at your sisters. LET IT OUT!” 🤣

And yes… Mom participated too. Let’s just say I had a few things to smash, including the aggravation of having WAY too many kids in my classrooms. 😂🤷🏼‍♀️

And you know what? It felt AMAZING.

Because sometimes you don’t need a lecture, a deep conversation, or another coping strategy. Sometimes you just need to put on safety gear and SMASH SOME STUFF. 😂💥

Afterward, we hit a couple clearance racks, both found new pajama pants, grabbed tacos to bring home, and watched Practical Magic—her first time seeing it! 🧙🏻‍♀️✨

Giggles. Laughter. A little destruction. Tacos. A movie. New pajamas. And some much-needed one-on-one time with my girl. 🥹💗

That = the BEST Saturday. 🫶🏼

These are the moments I hope she remembers someday. Not the expensive stuff. Not the perfect plans. Just Mom showing up, being silly, laughing until our stomachs hurt, and making memories together. ❤️

🎶 Break Stuff — Limp Bizkit

10/11/2026

“One who knows how to enjoy life does not need riches.” And honestly? That’s so damn true. ❤️
I’m happier with a pencil and a piece of paper than I ever was in that toxic, abusive marriage.
For 11 years, I never received a Christmas present, birthday present, or anniversary present—unless I bought it myself, wrapped it myself, and opened it myself. 😂 Surprise to me… I’m alive!
Never again. 👎🏻
I’d rather be alone for the rest of my life than ever settle for someone who makes me feel small, unwanted, or unworthy of love and kindness.
These days, give me a quiet studio, a pencil, some paper, and the freedom to create. That kind of happiness is priceless. 🎨❤️
And screw “Netflix and chill.” 😂I have ADHD - sitting on the couch to me = I’m going to immediately fall asleep. 😂 Give me “Studio and shared space” nights please.
You have your half of the studio to do your thing, and I have mine to create. We’re both doing our own thing, but we’re together. I can walk over and bug you. You can walk over and bug me.
“Hey babe, I need your opinion.”
“Hey, can you help me with this?”
“I need a hug.”
“Come look at this!”
That would honestly be a dream to me. ❤️
I never again want someone who tells me what I can and can’t do with my time or expects me to sit around watching TV—especially only the shows they want to watch. 😂
I need to create. I need to make things. I need that outlet. When I’m creating, I feel like myself.
So this? This is my idea of an Autumn Saturday night. 🍂🎃
A pencil, some paper, my studio, my imagination… and maybe someone I love doing his own thing right beside me. 🖤
Here’s the completely random mixed-media pumpkin drawing I finished last night. 🎃🖤

10/11/2026