I’ve changed the names of the horses for the sake of the barn’s privacy and my daughter’s privacy. As part of my soul homework, I was reading Mark Nepo’s The Book of Awakening the other morning. He writes: “I have discovered, again and again, that I usually know what I need to do but just… Continue reading Asking For What You Want
Podcast #10- Be Kind to Retail Workers
Today's podcast is a public service announcement from a former retail employee. I was watching a TikTok created by a Starbucks barista (be polite to them as well) and she was telling the audience what your drink says about you. My iced chai latte says that I'm a lesbian. That makes me happy. By the… Continue reading Podcast #10- Be Kind to Retail Workers
Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots- Episode 26
I need to be completely honest with you all. I don't like the new block editor. For all of you who don't blog, you won't understand, but this affects you because I don't like to write as much as I used to. I came across a blog post by Drew at The Tattooed Book Geek… Continue reading Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots- Episode 26
Podcast #9- It’s Birthday Week!
Mike and I celebrated my birthday a little early by having a podcast party Friday night. So enjoy this podcast in place of a post where we talk about: -a recent addition to my podcast -my sweet grandma and a Google search that made me cry -there's a mannequin living in my home -a rambling… Continue reading Podcast #9- It’s Birthday Week!
Podcast #8- It’s Really Happening…
Side note- I recorded this podcast last week, so keep that in mind while listening to it. I didn't think I'd have time to write a Monday post, so I recorded this podcast last weekend. But I finished the Monday post in under an hour. It was a therapeutic post to write, and I felt… Continue reading Podcast #8- It’s Really Happening…
Earliest Memory
A few weeks ago, I was walking with Mike through a forest preserve when something unexpected happened. The walk didn’t just feel familiar—it took me somewhere. The angle of the sun, the color of the sky, the trees, the smell in the air—all of it shifted something in me. I was at my grandmother’s house… Continue reading Earliest Memory