I know you think there's something wrong with me. A part of me wonders if there's something wrong with me as I try to recreate my adolescent years by sitting at a dead director's grave and writing for hours on end. But it was this realization that struck me on a humid early spring day… Continue reading Channeling Mr. Hughes
I've always been lively, even obnoxious at times; it's just who I am.I move with purpose, laugh loudly, and snort every now and then.That is why I am ideal for blogging because I can edit and edit and edit again before releasing the final draft. I'm not a first-draft person.Meeting me in person is a… Continue reading The Day I Found Out I Was in Menopause
Lately, I have been feeling like shit. You all know it and my closest family and friends know it too. I am going through a mix of something in between perimenopause and seasonal hatred that needs to be diagnosed quickly before I buy a yacht or 70s psychedelic food truck or some tragic outfit like… Continue reading Stay Beautiful
A few weeks ago, I was on Facebook and saw a cool bean bag–like chair in someone’s house. A friend of a friend casually mentioned it was a Yogibo, like, oh yeah, everyone just has one of those lying around. I had never heard of a Yogibo, so I immediately went to Google because I… Continue reading The Big Cozy Green Chair
I don't like to talk or write about the bad in my life. We all know the bad is there, and for some reason, I don't want to dwell on it—especially in this space. But today, as I write these words, I feel like I need to level with you. I am in pain. Since… Continue reading Pain
