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…
Browsing Category There is no five
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…
Day 91 of 200: Things We Need a Word For
1.) That feeling you get when you think you have eaten all your Potato Oles and then you dig into the bag for your taco and you find not one, but two more Potato Oles….
Day 83 of 200: At Least I Saw Some Yellow Trees
All I wanna do is bitch and whine about many inconsequential things that annoyed me today. Today would have been a good day to have co-workers so we could sneak into that unused meeting room…
Day 69 of 200: Nice
I will present you with Part II of Pandora’s Box tomorrow. I hope you can handle the anticipation. Today, I will take advantage of the 69th post of the 200 project to list nice things…
Day 60 of 200: The Bark Diaries
I’m like a non-custodial dog parent now that everyone has returned to school. I get Walter & Sully every other weekend when my brother-in-law while my brother-in-law does his part-time social work job. Sully is…
Day 59 of 200: Reasons I Never Told
Because a stranger didn’t grab me off the street, beat me, tear off my clothes, and then penetrated me, and as far as I knew that was the only thing considered rape. Because nobody ever…