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Floofs, ‘Farcs & Fuck Lupus

oooOOOOooooo did I just use a cuss in a blog post title? Fucking right I did. I’ve been unquestionably absent from posting for what seems like EONS…and I’m ready to delve back into writing about the going’s on of my made-for-tv-movie kind’o’life. 2016 is a big bag of smashed assholes. True story. But…the journey continues. “But…you’re in remission! Isn’t that a great thing?” Well, HELLS YEAH, baby!!! Even got my septum pierced in a celebratory *middle fingers salute* to everything Lupus. Or, maybe some kind of mid-life crisis thing. Whichever. Wish it’d been a car, though. 😉 Do you know…

Weebly-wobbly, Timey-wimey stuff…

Wow. Sweet mother of all things! It’s time to brush the cobwebs off of the writing and get back to the things that are “Me.” After a mental wellness hiatus, after reconnecting with amazing people with FRABJOUS perspectives, after the past few months of chats with TherapyGurl and the empowerment of spirit…here I am. Oh, I haven’t been Eeyore-ing. Hell no. I’ve been working ComicCon and priestess-ing and working and kubb-ing, OH, MY! \m/ Part of my mental wellness growth is always self-care. What I was requiring was a change in perspective of the way I see the double standard of…

Hub-a-loo…with *jazz hands*

Did I say how much I love The Hub? Yes? Then let me sing you the song of my people:   Did you miss it? How I created The Hub…our family command centre?? Oh, sweet mother of jeebuz…please check it out. It has saved my sanity and brought me an inner peace not felt since…EVER. True story. Like, REALLY true story. From weekly menu listing so I don’t have to hear, “What’s for dinner?” from four separate younglings on four separate occasions within the first forty minutes of home-from-school…. …to house tasks and a whole lotta chalk fun. <3 Here’s…

Friday #gladitude!!

BIRDS. Just puttin’ it out there right away. Stepping outside for the school bus run and hearing the birds. Chirp-chirping away. Spring. Relief. Mood boost without the pharmaceuticals or even, dare I say, the coffee. \m/ The week was a challenging one. My littlest twin was having a mental health crisis and, had it not been for his doting sister, walked off the school bus and went to keep on walking. He wasn’t walking home. Let’s just let that sink in for moment. Managing your demons when you’re 41 is one thing. I can’t imagine how life looks to a…

The Hub: A family command centre

Had an epiphany the other day. Probably caffeine fueled. Little bit from exhaustive corpse function. Momma lost her proverbial shit with herself and things have to change. Managing a household under the umbrella of the Cosmic Everything Else has been…well, challenging is too light a word. “Are you sure that taking college courses isn’t too much for you?” implored my mother. “Hands down, a resounding ‘YUP’,” I responded. But, it’s something for “Me.” and I’ve yet to find a real balance with the self care I endeavoured to ascertain throughout all of last year. I was really proud of that…finding the…

Shove(l) it, Mother Nature

Yet another dumping of snow on the nation’s capital Tuesday over-evening-into-the-wee-hours. Yet another time to shovel and…dare I say it…brush off the car. I don’t mind shoveling when the snow is that light, icing-sugar type, like it was. What I mind more, right now, is brushing off the car. I can’t explain it, but while there are ergonomic shovels (which I don’t have)…I’ve yet to find an ergonomic car brush. And, I’m certainly paying for it. My thenar eminence muscles in both hands are spazzy worse than ever. It’s the way you have to grip the brush AND co-ordinate your Go, Go…

#BellLetsTalk & “Me.”

But what if I can’t talk in the way that you can hear me? I will post about mental health issues because I am afflicted by mental health issues. I’ve never made it a secret, nor have I ever glossed over the issues of anyone else. What pains me greatly about days like Bell’s #BellLetsTalk is that people seem to be afforded one day to freely converse betwixt themselves, usually with like-minded individuals, about their personal stories, journeys and perseverance through the darker crevasses of the mind. Now, I’m glaringly aware that these kinds of initiatives progress programming and research…

Hey. Who killed the world?

There’s a sadz in the world. People. Humanity. A collective. I’ve had to take a “news hiatus” because the state of people makes me so very, very sad. Makes me triggered. Makes me angry. And, that’s how the cycle worsens. I had the unfortunate incident of an assault upon myself yesterday by a completely unknown-t0-me assailant. I’ll be fine, but I thought I’d blog about it because in no Cosmos ever is violence or harassment against women ever okay. EVER. So, I’d posted on Facebook about it. I’d also *not* posted on Facebook about three times previously to that before…

The Language of Lupus

It’s interesting around here…and not always in the ways you want it to be. For example, we’ve lost two of our dear wee hamsters in the last six weeks. Cycle of Life kind’o’stuff. Yes, there’s the family aspect of your pets…yes, there’s the sorrow and the offerings made. Yes, there’s the cradling of their little, lifeless bodies while younglings come to grips with the cessation of All Things. But. We’re not just “a family.” We’re a family who deals with disease every single day. The possibilities and potentials. The setbacks and downfalls. So, when your younglings are surrounded by their…

Of Oaths & Honour…

So. Here we are. Finally having arrived at the December 31st end of the Year. Finally. While I don’t usually post much in the way of my spirituality on this forum for my readers, I’m going to, today. Why? Because spirituality is as much a part of one’s health as breathing. What it is that you believe in, or follow, isn’t the important part…it’s of having the traditions or structures within which you define your “You.” that enables you to find the strength to keep on keepin’ on. This year was a big one for two reasons: It was the…