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…
I figured there’s really no better way to kick off a New Year than to haul my I’ve-earned-this-ass down to my studio to pop off a couple of cards. When I craft, I don’t think. I’m tired of the doing of the thinking. So, I’m really hoping that whereas I’d really lost my creative mo-jo in 2015, it comes back ten-fold in 2016. I took an hour. I may just go back down in a bit and do some more. We’ll see. There’s an Indiana Jones movie marathon on right now and, well, Indiana. đ I prolly shoulda cleaned up…
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…
Like most people, I’ve been spending a fair bit’o’time in the chaos of my made-for-tv-movie kind’o’life and taking stock of the year that was. By “fair bit of time,” I really mean, “The entire month of December with it’s asshat emotional holiday season such that I didn’t post once because I couldn’t handle any of it…” amount of time. To be clear, this year was a total and utter asshat. True story. I’m kind of glad I didn’t say, “2015 is going to be MY year!” with a stupid-ass grin on my face because, as it turns out…I’d have taken…
It’s that time again. If you’re on Pinterest, you know. If you’re on Facebook, your feed is soon to become littered with picture-perfect elven shenanigans. You know…the Elf on a Shelf. I must restrain my excitement to want to hurl the little bastard through the window. Whatever do you mean? Isn’t he the SHEZAM?! Isn’t it FUN?!?!?!?! No. No, he is not. And, no, no it is not. And, I will tell you why: I have two remaining brain cells. On most days it’s a godsend that I remember to pee. I came clean about the Tooth Fairy because I…
Had I written this a couple of days ago, even, it’d be a struggle. When is it NOT a struggle? When the chaos of one’s reality is like walking in front of a Mac truck nearly daily? Stupid disease. Lupus is an asshat. True story. So, what small things did I make myself take the time to see that otherwise would have gone unnoticed? Well, the fact that I can breathe, is a start. Pericarditis is all but gone. Huz-feckin’-zah! \m/ Icy rainbows around the moon. Gifted with a full moon this week (which, incidentally, almost justified selling all of…
I am currently in the throes of everything that makes #gladitude necessary. The ability to take a moment or three, stop…notice the small things that you may otherwise missed in the chaos of your made-for-tv-movie kind’o’life. A week ago I sent off my application for a legal name change. Why? Because I’m new and improved. Well, that’s kind of a ridiculous statement, really. Something is either new OR improved, but I can sure as shit assure you that, in this case, I am most assuredly both. I’ve spent the last 10 years on a journey of self-evolution. Deep in the…
Likely one of the most boring titles EVER…but totally necessary and, believe me, a skill set in a parenting toolbox that you never thought you might need. As a mother of five, living with systemic lupus erythematosus…the topic is a hot one among my household. I had found this article: You have lupus and you don’t understand it — How can you explain it to your children? By Robert H. Phillips, Ph.D. Not going to lie…I think it kind of superficially sucks lacks in the realities and comes across as a bit…je ne sais quoi…unrealistic? For example: “Resulting discussions, if handled properly,…
Because, I can. And, I did. Sometimes, you’ve just got to inject a little cleverness and humour into your condition(s)… Oh, Owen. You really know how to make a lady *swoon*… đ
Dear Mail Fairy, I received your card in the mail a few days ago, in fact. I’ve just been so busy with The Everything that time has alluded me to post appropriately. I see that you’ve intentionally neglected to leave a signature, and I am going to be sneaky and thank you anyway…here. Thing is, it’s a Thank You card. The words are, indeed, fitting. And, you’ve no idea why I’m still rereading the words. I’mma gonna fill you in. Today would be one of those days where I’m all emo’n’shit and wonder why the bloody hell I even bother.…