If you are reading this post you at some point clicked “FOLLOW”, maybe because you have known me since I was in diapers (though I no longer am, let me be clear), maybe because we went to school back in the days when I owned a Debbie Gibson-style hat (and wore it to school though sadly there are no photographs to document this), or maybe because you were sleep-scrolling on your phone and thought, sure, I’ll read the random ramblings of this lady and follow her blog and never think about it again.
That seems to be my lesson this week. FINISH THE DARN PROJECTS YOU STARTED THREE MONTHS AGO.
I want to keep my hands busy and create something, anything. I want them to work like a spider creates… Read more How to survive a hurricane
What would you bring if you had to evacuate? Would it fit in one yellow crate? I think you would be surprised to discover that it would.
Sure am glad I didn’t dawdle getting to the airport and while running late accidentally park my rental car in… Read more Final boarding call.
Are you waiting for Bernie? Hillary? Kamala? Cory? The alt-left? (WHAT IS THIS AND I THINK I AM A PART OF IT MAYBE??)
Are you waiting for the mid-terms? Are you waiting for the tax returns? Are you waiting for an anointed leader-of-the-people to magically emerge?
I have a confession. It turns out i am a human. Who is flawed. And (gulp) imperfect. There’s something about… Read more Welcome to Humans Anonymous!
Outside the mourning doves are cooing. Inside the house, my daughter is declaring the toast to be too toasty (and… Read more Saturday Morning
The biggest realization with my cleanse? That there are certain positive behaviors I regularly engage in that rely upon other… Read more Coffee, a Love Story
This is not a blog post. It looks like a blog post but it isn’t really one. It is me… Read more This Is Not A Blog Post