For the record, I define “cry” as tears falling from your eyes. It could be one or two that slip out or an eye-glass-splashing tsunami of tears. 1.) Because I was singing along with the…
Posts Published by Jodi Chromey
Everything the light touches is my kingdom. Well, at least where this website is concerned. There's an about me section if you are so inclined to know things. All the posts were written by me. I have a lot of words.
Day 76 of 200: Some Minor Updates
Update to Day 64: My bowl of glow-in-the-dark candy actually DOES glow in the dark. I discovered this by shining my iPhone’s flashlight on a recently-eaten Kit Kat. I cannot tell you how much this…
Day 75 of 200: The Goldilocks of Coffee Makers
When times are trash and I’m full of despair I like to buy things to shove into the hole in my soul. Usually, I’m much too broke to do this. However, since I spent the…
Day 74 of 200: The 3 Breakfast Day
What were you doing when the freedom left your body as the motherfuckers in the Senate voted to confirm Judge Beer Bong Rapist? I was probably eating breakfast. This isn’t much of a stretch as…
Day 73 of 200: Where Do You Put Your Rage?
I am hollowed out by rage. My work has been trash. I’m exhausted every day. I spend so much time trying to understand what would make a sane, rational person think, “Brett Kavanaugh will be…
Day 72 of 200: Unphotogenic
Tonight for CSA Supperclub I made pulled pork enchiladas with a poblano cream sauce and Spanish rice. I was pretty proud of this meal. I roasted the pork shoulder and the poblanos yesterday in preparation….