So, years ago we used to use that expression to describe the pain in our feet after a long night in the restaurant. Today I would like to know – if when your feet are hurting, “the dogs are barkin’,” then what’s barking when your back, shoulders, knees, and arms hurt? A T-rex? Seriously. I’ve … Continue reading The Dogs Are Barkin’
Life
When The World Falls Down Around You
*Trigger warning: pandemic, politics, worry, anxiety, loss* That the pandemic has been hard on all of us is a truism that I shouldn’t even write anymore, but I’m saying it anyway. There have been ebbs and flows to all the days of the last 180. About a year ago I was feeling sad about my … Continue reading When The World Falls Down Around You
Q-Day 163/167: Poodle Nation
"My Three Poodles." Front, left to right: Sabra, Bee. Back: Shuggie. I started working on this post to commemorate 150 days in quarantine, but it got kinda long and I thought it was probably better to just trash it. In a one-paragraph nutshell: I’m still working. There might be a mandatory furlough or less hours … Continue reading Q-Day 163/167: Poodle Nation
Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster for weeks now and I finally consulted a professional. I’m really bad at preventing my anxiety from chewing a gaping hole in my stomach. Nonetheless, I’m now working a clear path through the fog of fuckery. Todd and I have been on vacation this week… guess where we went? … Continue reading Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
In a Cool, Cool World
In a cool, cool world, everything is wonderful. Young adults gather with their friends, go fishing, stand around firepits, and hang out in basements playing pool and poker and guzzling sodas. They go to the beach for the weekend, with no worries other than who’s driving and where they’re sleeping. They go back to college … Continue reading In a Cool, Cool World
I Was Wrong, But That’s Not Enough
A friend of mine has seen my recent Facebook posts, and has seen my “likes” or my “angry” responses to her posts. She sent me this private message last night. I recall you having quite a strong aversion maybe even disdain for Colin Kaepernick’s peaceful protest against police brutality on black [people] by taking … Continue reading I Was Wrong, But That’s Not Enough
Cast of Characters
This is a list of people who most frequently appear in my posts, as a sort of who's who guide for newcomers. It's going to be in a new tab at the top of the home screen. ** Tara – that’s me Todd – my first serious boyfriend and my second, but most BESTest husband. … Continue reading Cast of Characters
Minute By Minute, Hour By Hour
While the world at large is fist-fighting over toilet paper and going to the store wearing garbage bags over their heads with the eyes cut out … Veruca was pissed as all get-out that a) I wouldn’t let her go to bestie’s Quinciñera practice, and b) I kept her home from school on Friday. The … Continue reading Minute By Minute, Hour By Hour
Life As It Becomes More
The holidays when you’re 50 are much different than the holidays when you’re, let’s say, 30. I’ve had years in between where my enthusiasm ebbed and flowed. This year I was eager to get the Christmas tree and Veruca was equally excited. The two of us drove to the tree farm and there were about … Continue reading Life As It Becomes More
Drinking and Dreams
I woke up this morning from a series of bizarre dreams I’ll attribute to the chemical interaction between my medication and Goose Island IPA. About a month ago, I stopped drinking (mostly) and returned to healthier lifestyle habits. Spoiler: alcohol makes you gain weight and look puffy and inflames the joints. When I stop drinking, … Continue reading Drinking and Dreams
