The Introvert Anxiety Conundrum

Dear Darling Ones, My sisters often tease me about what a loud blabbermouth I turn into when I’m anxious. It’s a weird habit for a generally shy introvert. However, I grew up in an emotionally-volatile family and silence was often a prelude to an explosion of some kind, sometimes it led to violence. I’ll never forget being knocked into a wall at my Grandma Chromey’s apartment when my dad and his siblings got into an argument that ended in a…

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Cruel Summer

Forgive me, Darling Ones, I’m about to whine. A lot. This has been a bummer summer and I am counting down the hours until it is over. Summer officially ends, according to the Jodiann calendar, the day after Labor Day. How will I be celebrating? With injections in my both my eyes. Staving off complete blindness is fun! At least it means I get to go somewhere. Oh, Darling Ones, I’m depressed as hell and I can’t seem to climb…

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Pride & Imperfection

Oh darling ones, It has been a week, and it’s only Wednesday. I packed so many thing into Monday that I had to spend all day yesterday recuperating. Monday was the deadline to submit my afghan to the State Fair Creative Arts competition. It did not go well. At the very last minute, literally hours before the 7 p.m. deadline, I ruined my submission. In my sleep-deprived, procrastinatory panic I decided I could just paint names on the blanket freehand…

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I Will Dare’s Silver Jubilee

Dear 2000 Jodi, Hey you! You’re never going to guess what 2025 Jodi did today. She? We? I? made an appointment at a Seating Clinic. Did you know that was a thing? Neither did I, but apparently it’s what you gotta do to get a better wheelchair. Also, we need a wheelchair. I know! We’re only 53, but the 2020s have not been kind to us. However, you’ve kept this blog going for 25 years. How rad is that? While…

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Is This What Being Short is Like?

Hi Darling Ones, One of the best things about being 6’5″ is the ability to reach almost all of the things. I’ve been more than six-feet tall for 41 years, and I have go-go-gadget rams. My wingspan is impressive and so I’ve reached all the high shelves for most of of my life. Every Thanksgiving I would spend many minutes at the grocery store getting stuffing stuff down for old ladies and short women. This happened for years. Occasionally, at…

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Oreos & Broken Wheelchairs

Hola Darling Ones, Have you tried the Selena Gomez Oreos? They are the best thing to happen to me so far this summer. Even better than the duck that stopped by to visit while I was at the Blue Ox Oasis (Sister #4’s backyard pool). They are cinnamony and Oreo-y and totally delicious. I’m generally a poo-pooer when it comes to all the stupid flavors of all the things. Remember when Oreos were just Oreo-flavored? We had two choices –…

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