perfectionism – Pretty Good Ugly

August 2025

In the past week I have: Successfully set up camp solo Gone paddle boarding (tall knees) Worked three shifts Taken kidlette to the fair (solo!) Practiced harmonies for my next show I am proud of these mini accomplishments, things I wouldn’t have thought possible not too long ago. I’ve also: Run into people I knowContinue reading “August 2025”

Self Worth

I was recently, and painfully, reminded that while people can change, most people don’t. That the way they’ve treated you in the past is a real indicator of how they’ll treat you today and tomorrow (and tomorrow and tomorrow). (Sorry, theatre nerd, I always have to say it in threes). At first, I got angryContinue reading “Self Worth”

Fucking Fitness: Perspective from a Silver Millennial, Lesson One

Sharing some of my rage, experience, confusion, and hard learned lessons, so maybe I can help one person avoid some of that pain, frustration, and shame.

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”

Seeking Freedom

I cannot imagine throwing my daughter into the flames,I would never invite her into the fire. And yet, here I stand, engulfed in itKnowing full well she will run to wherever I am. I must escape the fireOr extinguish it somehow, Before it consumes us all.

Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter

It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”

Merry Chaos: Holidays with Spirited Littles

Here are my two cents, take them or leave them like the pennies at the checkout counter. Let GO. For real. Do LESS. Waaaay less. My spirited is in first grade and this year boy is it something. All the magic plus more awareness, it’s a beautiful thing. It’s also A LOT. She wakes upContinue reading “Merry Chaos: Holidays with Spirited Littles”

Post-It Sized Cage

For over a year I’ve had a post-it with various weight ranges and categories listed. As a reminder. A post-it sized cage. I’ve spun some pretty spectacular bullshit to justify its existence: That the range helps me from focusing on a single number, that it helps me keep perspective, that it keeps me accountable, that it preventsContinue reading “Post-It Sized Cage”

We Can’t Bully Ourselves into Better

We can’t hate our way through healing. It doesn’t work that way.

Powerlessness

I’m (slowly) recognizing where my power lives, and where it does not. I’ve spent most of my life trying to flex my power. “Intellect over instinct,” my dance teacher told me, and I became a master of overriding my body’s natural cues. Hunger, fatigue, pain, nothing stopped me or even slowed me down. I walkedContinue reading “Powerlessness”