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Playin’ Hooky & Pursuing Know-How

February 25, 2026 ~ Kate Neal ~ Leave a comment

I was six years old the first time I got busted for skipping. My mom—my sweet, exhausted mother—was unaware that I was hiding in the way-back of the station wagon after she dropped her half dozen kids at a church activity. The next time I skipped, I was twelve, and didn't want to tell my … Continue reading Playin’ Hooky & Pursuing Know-How

Happy Hallothanksmas!

October 4, 2025 ~ Kate Neal ~ Leave a comment

If Michael's craft store was any indicator, every holiday post the fourth of July began at that very time. Commercialism abound, once the American flag was outsold or packed away? You could be sure a cornucopia filled with summer squash could be found as easily as a glow-in-the-dark skeleton or a floppy red Santa hat. … Continue reading Happy Hallothanksmas!

WTF is Home, Anyway?

March 2, 2025March 2, 2025 ~ Kate Neal ~ 2 Comments

It's been eleven years and three months since I entered the world of the single life after more than twenty years of marriage. In that time, for the bigger part, I've been happily on my own as I come to know myself. And in finding that person, that "new" me? I've done some running around. … Continue reading WTF is Home, Anyway?

Socrates is my Homeboy

July 7, 2023July 8, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ 2 Comments

My mother taught me to treat everyone with kindness. She was adamant that the guy pumping the gas was as valuable as the guy sitting in the boardroom. Buuuuut, as is human nature, her judgment was still there - however small - and she once referred to Nicolas Cage as the "greasy gas station attendant … Continue reading Socrates is my Homeboy

Well, This is a Cheesy Post

May 10, 2023May 10, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ Leave a comment

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

A Shameless Overshare

April 6, 2023April 10, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ 2 Comments

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

Konkey Dong: An Update on Moi

March 21, 2023March 21, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ 2 Comments

Booze. Hooch. Sauce. Spirits. A bit of the hard stuff, and maybe a cock-and-tail or three. This time two weeks ago, I was in three or four deep by 11am. And given all of the public health alphabet agencies have mandated binge drinking in women as having four or more drinks in two-three hours? I … Continue reading Konkey Dong: An Update on Moi

Eyeballin’ Authenticity

March 19, 2023March 21, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ 2 Comments

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

Oxytocin Kick

March 15, 2023March 21, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ 4 Comments

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

Nowhere to Go but Everywhere

March 14, 2023March 21, 2023 ~ Kate Neal ~ 6 Comments

A day late and a dollar short, as the saying goes. And while, yeah, I’m a day late, at least I’m no more poor than I was yesterday. Then again, I’m no more rich, either.  The day before sendoff I began the arduous chore of preparing all of my collective things - including my cat … Continue reading Nowhere to Go but Everywhere

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