I love Thanksgiving. I love looking on facebook and instagram and seeing everyone get mushy about those they love, and taking a solid timeout from the angry-elfness that seems to be infecting the interwebs lately. I love the family photos... Continue Reading →
I found it kind of odd - sweet, to be sure, and lovely - to get so much feedback from my last post, a letter to my ex on his birthday, and I was wondering why people like reading about... Continue Reading →
I miss him at the oddest times. A video I know would have made him laugh, hearing Journey on karaoke night, a particularly witty pun I know he would have enjoyed. I wonder if there are still bits of me embedded in his daily life,... Continue Reading →
I can't decide my feelings towards Facebook's flashback feature. Like so many updates over the years, I feel it snuck up on me one day, the way the newsfeed and political garbage (if this Donald Trump madness persists I am moving... Continue Reading →
It's Brazilian Independence Day tomorrow....which is also USA Labor Day. Which is nice because that means roughly 75% of the people I know in the world will have the day off of work. We wanted to bbq but the weather... Continue Reading →
I got to thinking about what we haven't seen and what we do need on this show. And you know what it is? It's me. Now I've already considered applying for the main role. But I also more enjoy eating and can't wear a dress without a bra. I have something different in mind. Introducing...
time for another round of "the last year of your life." For a good time, check out last year's thoughts on turning thirty and the year of 29. Seeing growth in yourself is important. And makes you laugh. I highly... Continue Reading →
But I'm at that age (and these feelings come and go in waves and seasons for me) where I wonder if I spent my whole life feeling self-conscious about what we gently refer to as "child-bearing hips" for nothing...
Normally in the States, I'm so jacked up on conversation hearts that I can be pretty numb to the pain of being single on Valentines Day. And every day. All day. Because it is. It's okay to love being single to celebrate the heck out of it, and to also acknowledge that it can be really, really hard.
disclaimer: I often pretend to not know what words mean, like "portion control" or "inside voice" so these might not sound important but they are important. Jan 8 - Scientific question: Has anyone, ever, in the history of time, finished an... Continue Reading →
In some ways, it doesn’t feel anything like Christmas. It’s certainly not cold. I'm sitting on an ice pack, drinking a sweating margarita, directly in front of a fan on a setting so high my eyelids feel like they're peeling off my skull. I haven’t seen or smelled a single Christmasy smell (I’d settle for a tiny pine tree swinging from a rear view mirror).
The other night our neighbor came over to say the water in the building was out. Which was a bummer because I was disgusting and needed a shower. But a few hours later our sink was still working, so I... Continue Reading →
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