“I laugh because I must not cry, that is all, that is all.” - Abraham Lincoln Truth is, my worries are a fraction of what ol’ Abe was facing right smack in the middle of the Civil War when he wrote these words, paraphrasing the poet Lord Byron’s Don Juan. And, just the same, that … Continue reading Bam, Perspective!
Today? I got some bad news. And for the first time in several months, I cried. Okay, okay, that? Is an outright lie. I’ve cried more like 13,742 times in the same timeframe. The difference, however, is that not one single time out of all those mascara-running, red-cheeked, snot-nosed moments were my tears flowing out … Continue reading Well, This is a Cheesy Post
It always cracks me up when people suggest that I “must take care of myself” when I reveal my age. What does that even mean? It’s supposed to be a compliment, I’m aware, but I don’t jive well with it, and not just because it’s an awkward one in the first place. Sure, I take … Continue reading Bootlick This
Today, as I sat in the sun in my capri-length linen pants - my white legs giving my PNW background away - I bent to lather my lizardy stems with a bit of moisture. As I did, I noticed the long hair that I was certain was so light as to be invisible. Wrong. Earlier … Continue reading A Shameless Overshare
This getting old thing isn’t for the faint of heart. And, as I’m typing that I’m realizing how redundant the sentence is. Physically, anyway: Nope, it sure ain’t. For the most part, I like getting older - and, as I’ve said before, quite surprisingly, I like myself getting older. I don't care as much about … Continue reading Glitter is Always an Option
It’s been just over two weeks since I landed in San Diego, and I’m so grateful to have a space to stay with a pretty rad bestie as I figure out my life. We’ve had fun - staying up late, cooking delicious meals, and laughing like a couple of teenagers. And in all of this, … Continue reading Sittin’ Pretty… or Sittin’, Anyway
Yesterday, very much to my disappointment, I woke up with a zit. You know the kind - a small mound of soft-on-the-outside, semi-hardened-on-the-inside gunk - a micro anthill, remaining just beneath the surface of the skin, with a tiny baby titty pushing through like a weed that has found a crack in the pavement. I know, … Continue reading Zits n Tits
With all good intentions, I haven’t posted jack in several days, leaving me feeling somewhat deflated as I fall asleep each night. When I began this crazy journey, my initial goal was to write and publish an entry every day. And while I’ve found fodder to be easy to come by as I roll down … Continue reading Eyeballin’ Authenticity
I woke up in a dark hotel room, unfamiliar with my surroundings, somewhat disquieted. It was a second before I realized where I was and what I was doing. And then it hit me: I did it. I left my home behind, intent on starting a new life. I ran away. I’m on the road. … Continue reading Oxytocin Kick
I’ve always found it odd when people wished me a happy 29th birthday, regardless of what year I was celebrating. Is that the optimum age, 29? Maybe for some. But I’d rather stick a fork in my eye and roll it around vigorously before plucking it out and eating it than time-hop - even metaphorically … Continue reading Inverse Fermentation
