Jump on the bitch bus peeps, the ride's a doozy. In today's episode of why breast cancer is an unceasing ride of indignities, I give you a few details from an essay I'm working on about the definition of grit. When I finished* cancer treatment six years ago this summer. Wait. Not far enough back.… Continue reading My WHAT Could Die? aka reasons cancer is chronic illness
Tag: What the HELL
An End, A Beginning
At the end of last winter I bought myself cross country skiing gear. I had a hysterectomy between Yule and New Years in 2024/2025, so there wasn't any point in getting geared up during the season, but I wanted to be ready for this winter. This winter has been a little wild with house renovations… Continue reading An End, A Beginning
The Yeeting of 2024 and Round 2
In the scheme of all my life, the last couple of months will be little more than a blip of unpleasant time in an otherwise pretty decent year. I had to wait until I was off the heavy pain meds to write this update: apologies for the delay. So, for those who need a recap:… Continue reading The Yeeting of 2024 and Round 2
Round 2? Fall 2024 is a Sh*tshow.
A week ago, SK and I took the horde to Disney World as a way to honor his mom and make memories. It was amazing and exhausting. First time flights were had, boundaries were stretched, new foods tried, rides were ridden, shops were shopped, and ultimately feet were tired out. I averaged twelve thousand steps… Continue reading Round 2? Fall 2024 is a Sh*tshow.
Neighborliness in the Land of Passive Aggression
Ranty post ahead. Proceed with caution (or ignore it). 🙂 So, I live about five miles outside of a town of about 25,000 people. The youngest member of the horde would correct me with the exact population if he was here, because he has a great mind for PRECISION and insists on exact time and… Continue reading Neighborliness in the Land of Passive Aggression
Not a Master Task Juggler
Happy Valentine's Day to me, from SK. Contrary to rumors started by my new reading glasses stand, I am still here. I started the new job this week on Wednesday, which turned out to be a massively positive move. I was stressed about the change (because even good change is stressful and requires rejiggering of… Continue reading Not a Master Task Juggler
Probably NOT the Teeth You’re Looking For?
Well, the publishing process already threw me a slight curve ball: they asked for a picture. I hates having my picture taken, precious. I hates it more than Gollum hates Hobbitses. Ok maybe the hate is comparable. Anyway. Thanks to Amore Photography, who also did our engagement and wedding pictures in the last couple of… Continue reading Probably NOT the Teeth You’re Looking For?
Today My Freak Flag Flies
So, I follow an extremely generous blog that posts monthly collations of writing markets, contests, agents, and other programs looking for submissions. January’s list of writing contests begins with a long form poem about defenestration*. Defenestration, if you don’t know, is the act of throwing someone out a window. My first thought (which I voiced)… Continue reading Today My Freak Flag Flies
Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.
It's a slow process, making changes in the house I moved into so I feel like it's more "ours" and less "I moved into someone else's home," especially when the horde grew up here and change often causes... feelings. I also am terrible at finishing things, which is relevant to this story. So, a few… Continue reading Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.
The 1935 Marriage Project: Episode 3, Girl Bits
I'm a tad delayed for chapter three's revelations, because we had an unexpected road trip on top of two Horde major school activities ending this week, which required coordination of drop off/pick up across multiple schools for multiple hours in an evening during our days. I don't know why I didn't expect so much of… Continue reading The 1935 Marriage Project: Episode 3, Girl Bits
No Pithy Phrase 