This week, the Lord has been testing me. I am most definitely being challenged in a way that I was not anticipating nor prepared for. As many of you know, I am very overprotective of my tiny human. In a world of pandemics and lunatics, it is us against the world (with our tribe of … More Testing me…
The topic of marriage has been a topic of discussion lately and I was recently asked about proposal ideas. I thought I would share my best (and by best I mean worst and most hilarious) suggestions… The Scare-Posal The general idea is the same but the execution varies. Essentially, you scare your future fiancé in … More Will you marry me?
Today on this throwback Thursday I am thinking of the treatment I receive from those around me regarding my tattoos, and the truth surrounding their origins. People comment on my tattoos a lot. They ask what they mean, if they hurt, or simply tell me they love the colors. But it is not always reactions … More Rainbow armor, scars, and stories.
Today something truly frightening happened… my furbaby little quiet man Patrick was taken! And just like Liam Neeson I was prepared to unpack my secret skillset that would surely reek rampage across this tiny town-like city I call home. My good friend, Lindsey, and her hubby were at the house and ready to jump on … More TAKEN. (but with less violence)
When people try to use blood relation as an excuse for forgiveness, my go-to response is, “Hitler had relatives. Being uncle Hitler doesn’t mean you have to love him.” Not all our relatives are good. And not all our relatives are good to us. Some are selectively kind, some are backstabbers, and some are varying … More Good natured predator.
There’s a well known saying, “don’t poke the bear,” which is used to refer to a bad temper (Madadook, if you will). People said it about me and I used to be embarrassed by it. At one point, I pretended to embrace it, but inside it truly hurt my feelings and I would cry because … More Don’t poke the f**king bear.
I’ve decided that the Babadook can’t be a standalone character in my version of him. The original, of course, is a monster from the book, Monster, by Jennifer Kent (who also wrote the screenplay and directed the movie, The Babadook. While I refer to the Babadook as the monster inside my head who is always … More Babadook’s sister, Madadook…
Charles, my sweet companion terrier mix, died… and the Babdook was alive again. “Wait for me on the other side,” was the last thing I got to whisper in Charles ear before he took his last breathe. It was 5:08am (PST). I held him wrapped in a Mexican serape blanket, rocking him and holding him … More And just like that…
Hey kids, it’s been a minute. For someone that lives like a bear in the woods (shout out to Masha and the Bear), I sure am busy. Lately, work has been hectic, and Peanut hasn’t been in the mood to be inside the house. This leads to a lot of conflict, both external and internal. … More Mindful Muting
We all tell lies. Maybe just little ones, or maybe only to ourselves, but we all do. Ultimately, most people don’t want to be wrong or the villain of the story. So they lie… I was having a conversation with my mom about something a family member told her, and my mom was accepting this … More The lies we tell…
