Places I don’t belong, by Jyl: At the scene of an accident if there is a need for assistance. Escape Rooms, if my input is critical to finishing before the buzzer. The snake house at the zoo. Or anywhere actually. Or, really, in visual range of any reptiles at all as demonstrated by the many … Continue reading Mudgirl
For those who've already lost track of my 2021 plans (What the shite? Really? It's only February and you've lost track of my resolutions?), one fairly large chunk is to see if there is a book somewhere inside of me. I have found a lot of joy in getting back to writing regularly. And by … Continue reading What’s in the box?
It’s okay to be a housewife. It’s okay to stay at home. It’s okay to let the others climb up while beyond the ladder you roam. You don’t have to be a hero or the first or at the top. It’s okay to just be you and for knowing when to stop. We’re encouraged, we’re … Continue reading It’s okay to be a housewife
As November sat staring me down, my over-achieving brain was starting to zoom in on the upcoming holidays. It's expected - I've learned that once we pass Rich's birthday, at the end of October; and Zack's birthday, at the beginning of November - the logical list to start making is Christmas shopping. I have always … Continue reading Tis but a Flesh Wound
95% of you will check out of this post in about three seconds. It will start out slightly heavy and then move into better times. The heavy part is not about me, but needed for background. So, hang in there. I’m also not writing into a big personal reveal - I'm just writing about something … Continue reading Raise Your Hand