Hola Darling Ones, Hope you made it out of August of unscathed. I did, barely. As per usu August was a jerk to me right until the very end. I racked up a of failures in August. I lost battles with my Homeowner’s ASSociation, myself, and my self-confidence. It was a rough month, but I made it through. To make up for August being a little the bitch, the universe out two good things in my lap. Back to back…
Let Your Fingers Do the Walking
Hello Darling Ones, For the past month I’ve been locked in battle with my Home Owner’s ASSociation (HOA) over a hornet’s nest attached to my neighbor’s garage. While it is attached to her garage, it’s in a spot she would never see unless she was standing on my patio. In the past, when I had a much cheaper and better HOA they’ve taken care of these kinds of problems. The current $400/month HOA claims pest control is an owner’s problem….
You’re 26 Years Old
Hola Darling Ones, When I turned 26 during my AOL days (geminmat@aol.com, y’all) in June of 1998 a guy I was IMing with on the reg wrote me a song. The only thing I remember is it ended with “you’re twenty-six years old.” It was a sweet gesture and I treated it like the cherished artifact it was. I downloaded that WAV file (did we have MP3s in 98?) and saved it to a 3.5″ floppy disk, which I probably…
My First Wheelchair Concert: Johnny Cougs & Entitled White Ladies
Well, Darling Ones, I did it. I popped my post-stroke wheelchair user (PSWU) concert cherry last night. It was John Cougar Mellencamp, and I’m glad I saved myself for him and the Mystic Lake Amphitheater. Last night was many PSWU firsts. I ate inside a restaurant with friends. I met my social media friends Carrie & Kyle in actual life. I accidentally hit a very angry man with my foot because Jonas, my motorized wheelchair, didn’t stop as quickly as…
Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Hi Darling Ones, It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written. I turned 54 a few weeks ago; got a motorized wheelchair named Jonas; planted a salsa verde garden; Sister #2 & Ben put laminate flooring in Supergenius HQ; and yesterday I ripped out my own beating heart and donated it to MPR. Getting rid of Ruby was rough, and not just because Capital One was a pain in the ass about getting me a notarized letter saying that I…
Two Thumbs Way Down
Hello Darling Ones, It’s been a long time since I took to the web to complain about a book, but I read one yesterday that infuriated me more than any book has in a long time. For the most part I quit a book the moment it starts to annoy me. Doesn’t matter how far I get into it. I’ve DNFed (did not finish) at 75% though. Life is too short and all that. Another thing I tend to avoid…