Dear Darling Ones, Today I accidentally landed in a puddle of Old Sad Bastard music and let me tell you, it’s been an absolute delight. All the greats have been in my ears — Jeff Buckley, Elliott Smith, Neutral Milk Hotel, and even Ol’ Bright Eyes. For real, it’s like 2005 in this joint and I want to lay on the floor of my stinky apartment in Prior Lake listening to Jeff Buckley’s “Grace” on repeat and pine after some…
Dear Darling Ones, Every time I login to the WordPress Dashboard for I Will Dare I get the top searches of the day. Most of the time it’s about Tootsie Pop flavor rankings, Dawson’s Creek, or being a 6’5″ woman. However, today one of the top searches is “you fucking assholes ruining everything.” I don’t think I’ve been prouder of anything in all of 2020. Well, maybe the big Supergenius HQ Refinance of 2020 as an unmarried, self-employed woman, but…
Dear Darling Ones, I read two books this weekend(ish). I think I started book #1 on Friday and finished book #2 today. Both of these books had characters named Ann(i)e, a cheating husband named Graham, characters who owned a bookstore, and characters who worked in publish. It’s a lot for two books to have in common, isn’t it? One was a quiet, lovely contemporary lit book (Monogamy by Sue Miller) and the other was suspenseful mystery (Confessions on the 7:45…
Dear Darling Ones, Despite the pandemic, I have reinstituted Family Dinner. It’s on a much smaller scale now, since Sister #3 has chosen to be estranged. Estrange herself? I don’t know the terminology. She has chosen, for reasons unbeknownst to me, to cut her sisters out her and The Tibbles lives. You know this already, right? I don’t want to get into it because it’s complicated and makes me sad and angry. I miss The Tibbles terribly. Obviously. So yeah,…
Dear Darling Ones, I’m 95% sure I’m going to be upstairs in my bed by 10 p.m. I feel like I did a lot of things today and I’ve earned the state of exhaustion I’m feeling. But if I make a list I did not do that many things. Made delicious breakfast tacos after getting up at the crack of 10 a.m. Turned ten pounds of tomatoes into tomato sauce for tomorrow’s family dinner (lasagne) Went outside to take a…
Here’s the thing with all The Replacements’ jibber jabber going around about books and movies and the reissues. . . the only people they ever talk to are white dudes who, shockingly, have zero new things to say about the ‘Mats that hasn’t been said about a flopitty jillion times before. Westerdudes annoy the crap out of me. Unless I already love them and/or find them attractive. We get it, you identify with the ‘Mats. You saw them play drunkenly…