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Saturday Morning in the Cosmic Blob

These are the days I need to write and yet I don’t.  Words and thoughts swirl around my mind so quickly I don’t even notice them, my fingers can’t keep up. Like florescent lights flickering too fast to be noticed except on a subliminal level, my thoughts storm my mind. I have nothing to say andContinue reading “Saturday Morning in the Cosmic Blob”

Good morning y’all

What I posted: “Hi. We made it to another day. Let’s celebrate with coffee.” how I actually look this morning: Trying to keep it real. And let me say this—I AM PROUD OF YOU. Here you are, getting through the stuff, whatever it be. If you resisted the urge to step on a scale, orContinue reading “Good morning y’all”

Found in the Forest

We took a walk yesterday— my dear friend invited Kidlet and I to join her and her pup. As they walked ahead, I was stuck by this gorgeous moss covered rock. I pulled out my phone to snap a picture. But the photo showed me more. This gorgeous beam of light shone into the rock,Continue reading “Found in the Forest”

Notes to Self: Dear Brooklyn Dancer,

Note to self: Sweet baby girl, you take up as much space as you can. The world is vast and the universe expanding. Cowards will try to make you small. They will line their pockets with your insecurities. Starve them. Deny THEM. Not yourself.Restriction won’t help you grow.And you can’t hate yourself to happy. TheyContinue reading “Notes to Self: Dear Brooklyn Dancer,”

Greeting Cards

Today I was at Trader Joe’s and I bought a handful of greeting cards. Over the past (however many) years, I’ve cultivated the habit of occasionally sending friends real mail. All this because of my cousin Amy. Amy is my cool older cousin who mailed me cards when I was in high school (and college).Continue reading “Greeting Cards”

Curtain Hemmer

I hemmed the curtains in my kiddo’s room this week. I did them by hand because I don’t know how to use the machine. I lost my straight pins long ago, so I safety pinned the hem and basted it down and bam. Not beautiful, but they no longer drag on the ground and that,Continue reading “Curtain Hemmer”

Early powerless morning

Kidlet woke up early today (unlike during the school week) and asked for my help turning on lights because she’s scared of the dark. “No, I’m scared of DEATH, who *waits* in the dark.” Dude. Okay. She’s seven (?!). But then we turn on the lights and they’re on then they’re OFF and out. SheContinue reading “Early powerless morning”