It’s day five. My mind is blank. 5 days in on my “post a day” project and I’ve already hit a wall of writer’s block. So here is a photo of a project that the girls and I completed over the summer because I have nothing better to write about tonight. The idea was running… Read More Blank slate of mind
Not jeans. Not jammies. Work pants. AND A FORKING BRA. After a two week holiday I had to go back to work, and actually work in the office, so pants and a bra were required. I thought I’d go all out too – I wore heels. Putting pants on did make me feel better; wearing… Read More I had to put pants and a bra on today. And we had pizza for dinner. – A Short Story
New year, new me. Just kidding. You’re not going to find that kind of talk here. But if that’s your thing, go for it human, you do you babe. I like me, but I want to improve me, not get a new me. That sounds exhausting. Every year I have goals, but this year one… Read More Your girl has got goals y’all
What kind of year was 2020? A shit show? A year of good fortune in disguise? A year of, dare I say, forced respite so people could learn to slow the fuck down and breathe for a minute? I understand that 2020 was a different experience for each and every human on our beautiful planet.… Read More End of the year eval – a shit show?
I wanted to write. About what, I don’t really know. But that’s what I wanted to do. Since I was very small, my little hands would scribble words down on paper. It seemed like an important task. It seemed like something that I had to do. There’s something about writing thoughts down that makes me… Read More A night of ramblings…
I have gotten a real life look into the every day life of my dogs. They are much more lazy than I thought, except when a stranger walks by the house. Then all of a sudden they are beefed up guard dogs who will tear the flesh off your bones. Balance is important I guess?… Read More Things I’m Thankful For During Quarantine
I’m going to let this train of thought flow freely because it feels right and I haven’t wanted to write in weeks… I was taught to push all my emotions down into the deep depths of myself until they weren’t there anymore. Tears were a weakness and a luxury that weren’t to be tolerated. Be… Read More Breathe, put one foot in front of the other, breathe…
My husband and I will be celebrating our 10 year anniversary next month. It still seems like yesterday that we were just kids in high school sitting under the street light outside of my house, talking about nothing and everything. He was my best friend, someone that I could be honest with who wouldn’t back… Read More Here’s a little story… all about how… my life got flipped, turned upside down…
I’m sitting in the library looking at the folding chairs and tables leaning against the record player. The house has been washed of fall decor. We shopped ’till we dropped. The food worshiping holiday is over. We did it. We survived our first holiday since Grandpa has passed. That sounds really sad, I know it… Read More The food worshiping holiday is over. We did it.
Does it ever get easier? I know one day I’ll be able to look at his picture and tears won’t stream down my face. One day someone will ask about him and I won’t get choked up as I deliver the news yet again. One day I’ll be able to listen to stories about him… Read More 49 Photos