"Please don't clean for me", my mother says before she comes to visit. I used to ignore her, and fly into a sweeping and Windex frenzy. At some point I stopped. I realized that no amount of cleaning would make her feel differently about me. She knows I'm not perfect, so there isn't a point in hiding … Continue reading Come hang out in this mess.
Let me tell you a story about a dog and a control freak. As I write, my dog of 4 years, a pitbull/bloodhound/mutt lays peacefully on my bed. She is peaceful because she is tired. She is tired because she got up at 2:30AM, dragged me, crazy head cold and all, out to the yard … Continue reading A dog and a control freak
Self-love. That sounds so nice! What do you think of when you hear those words? I think of candles. Nothing out there says I love me like a bathtub and some scented candles. It also makes me say “this water is getting cold and I want my bed and have no patience for baths" which … Continue reading Self-love: A slow and annoying journey
Sitting in bed, with a head cold, a dog, and a very fancy frozen yogurt dinner, I decided that I wanted to go back and find my old blog. With an episode of Star Trek: Next Generation on (in addition to a very comfortable pair of Star Wars pjs, for nerdy balance) I started digging … Continue reading Hello from the other side (of the lake).