Bubbles: fragile... fleeting... Or ... "safe enough" in the bubble? At the onset of Coronavirus, our family chose to take data and warnings and recommendations pretty darn seriously. We believed the CDC, we didn't doubt firsthand experiences. I mean, we don't wash our groceries or leave our mail in de-germing in the garage for a… Continue reading Safe in the Bubble
Hard Times call for Comfy Clothes
(Snuggle in... it's gonna be a bumpy ride.) And now for something completely different. 😊 2020 has, despite it's recent highlight (yes, singular), quite deservedly gotten a pretty bad rap for being unrelentingly difficult, hard, challenging. We've had to reinvent doing things we took for granted - school/work/meetings/church now often happen from home. We've had… Continue reading Hard Times call for Comfy Clothes
Tools of a Narcissist
The narcissist is a pro at using his tools. Do you know how to access your coping tools? As a preface, I *promise* I didn't start this blog to just shout into the political blogosphere, but as second-wave feminism famously said, "the personal is political" so... here I stand once again. I'll try to be… Continue reading Tools of a Narcissist
Addictive Comfort v. Addictive Discomfort
And unexpectedly, mid-morning, the news came through - for me, via a text from my brother on our ongoing family chat - that Pennsylvania officially was called for Biden, and in turn, the AP called the presidential race for Joe Biden and vice president Kamala Harris. There was shouting and cheers, there were joyful relieved… Continue reading Addictive Comfort v. Addictive Discomfort
Waiting in the In-Between
Feel like singing some Tom Petty with me this morning? "The waiiiting - is the hardest part." (Or maybe "Lemme get to the point - let's rollll another joint" might be apt. That can be later if you partake, ya damn hippies. No judgment. But I digress.) We knew the election results wouldn't be quick.… Continue reading Waiting in the In-Between
It’s the post I don’t want to write.
It's the space I don't want to inhabit. But four years ago, I didn't really even truly consider that it was possible for a smart, talented woman like Hillary Clinton to lose the presidential election against a blustering, lying reality star and oaf like DJT. That was naive. I was naive. I thought... yeah, she's… Continue reading It’s the post I don’t want to write.
Veggie burgers and voice
M: Mom, I don't think I have time to make a lunch before my next class, but I'm hungry. Me: You've got to use your longer breaks to take care of your needs. But I can make you something. M: I know. Ok. Me: Do you want some lentilada? M: Umm, maybe that would be… Continue reading Veggie burgers and voice
Why another blog?
I have dabbled in blogs, but I wouldn't say I've ever been too committed to posting and "creating content" (as it's called these days). I write, at best, in spurts. Some are creative pieces, edited and over-edited. Some are flow of consciousness documentations of life as I experience it. Some get preachy and overly into… Continue reading Why another blog?
alive. awake. uncomfortable. 