A partial list of things I have accomplished thus far today, the first of February 2020. Finished crocheting the buffalo plaid blanket pictured above. Caught up on the past week of the temperature blanket. Changed…
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Things I am Unabashedly Here For (An Abridged List)
All the first day of school pics. This day, Halloween, and the last day of school are really the only reason to keep Facebook active. Hanging out with my 21-year-old niece before she goes back…
A Few Thoughts on Some Things
Last night I dreamt I made out with Gregory Peck as Atticus Finch on the lawn of a haunted library. He was in black and white. I’m putting way too much thought into who was…
Day 194 of 200: Five Thoughts on ‘A Star is Born’
Thought 1 You can dye her hair brown or orange or whatever and give her “natural-looking” makeup, but you can’t make me believe Lady Gaga is ugly. In fact, she’s super charming in this movie…
Day 181 of 200: A Stream-of-Consciousness Airing of Grievances
Bleh. #1. I made the mistake of watching the dueling Fyre documentaries the same weekend a bunch of rich, entitled white boys got in the face of the Native American drummer during the same week…
Day 165 of 200: Sickbed Confessional
I did not make warm, life-affirming soup for my family before their departure to Oregon. Instead, I told them I was sick and they should bring food, so they did. When I said hello to…
Day 162 to 200: New Year’s Resolutions for Me
Read at least 60 books. Be a little more generous in my definition of creating. Cooking is creative. Crocheting is creative. It doesn’t have to just be writing fiction. After I finish my 200 Days…
Day 161 of 200: New Year’s Resolutions for the Internet
Nobody over the age of 12 will post picks of themselves using one of those big-eyed, rosy-cheeked, animal-earred or the like Snapchat filters. Nobody is amused or thinking “ohhh, cute.” Also, in the same vein,…
Day 141 of 200: All the Things Making Me Anxious
I’m making a list and not even going to check it once, because these things are going round and round in my head. My house being a cardboard shanty-town because my mom buys a ridiculous…
Day 93 of 200: Reverse PMS
I’m not sure if it’s the “holy shit this is so good I can’t believe I made it” butter chicken we had for CSA Supperclub tonight or if I’m burned out on being a rage-fueled…