A couple of days ago, I was hanging out with my brothers and sisters and some other dogs, when my super favorite human, Angie, introduced me to an obnoxiously HUGE dog and some weird tall lady. I was pretty nervous: I've only been alive for 11 weeks, and that dog was big and scary looking,… Continue reading My Name is Minerva. This House is Mine.
Tag: Where I Should Be
Deja Vu Slalom
If you've seen The Matrix (which sadly I can't assume anymore because it's now a movie old enough to drink legally and likely makes me out of touch with pop culture references), you'd say I had a glitch this morning. It's not the first time: I get deja vu regularly, and it's weird every time.… Continue reading Deja Vu Slalom
Thus Ends Frankenboob
Today was my last day of radiation therapy. As promised, it was significantly easier than chemo, but I'm not normal either. Well, that's a stupid turn of phrase for me...I'm never normal. Um...it's not as easy as no treatment, let's go with that. The first 2.5 weeks were deceptively easy with only a weird reverse… Continue reading Thus Ends Frankenboob
Yes, I’m Tired of Cancer Updates Too.
Not my last port stick, but last time I'm hooked up to an IV tower. Yes, we all wear masks the whole time, now. Check out my total lack of eyelashes! Disclaimer: I didn't sleep until 5am today (3 whopping hours WOO) because I'm out of sleep aids for the steroid chemo day insomnia. This… Continue reading Yes, I’m Tired of Cancer Updates Too.
Monsters in My Basement
Nuke it from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
Review: The Sin Eater’s Last Confessions: Lost Traditions of Celtic Shamanism
The Sin Eater's Last Confessions: Lost Traditions of Celtic Shamanism by Ross HeavenMy rating: 5 of 5 stars When I picked this up, I anticipated a book of Welsh, Scottish, and Briton mythology surrounding the history of Sin Eaters with a bit of personal background. Instead, Ross Heaven wrote an engaging and lovely memoir about… Continue reading Review: The Sin Eater’s Last Confessions: Lost Traditions of Celtic Shamanism
Dear Death: I See You Here
This is not a funny post. Today was a bad day. My vet told me to do a good day/bad day jar for a couple of weeks, but I don't really need it.Death is stalking my household.Thanatos waits patiently in the shadowed corners of my living room while we watch movies and bark quietly at… Continue reading Dear Death: I See You Here
Dear Universe: Point to You.
So, this* showed up in my mail yesterday. I am, indeed, amazed. And not un-coincidentally, I laughed the sort of cathartic, belly-wrenching, tear-streaming, choking snort-laugh that only happens when ALL THE THINGS stifled inside are suddenly and shockingly jarred loose. Those of you who reached, offering kindness and chocolate and sandbar (or alcohol bar) support,… Continue reading Dear Universe: Point to You.
Vacation Conversations That Probably Shouldn’t Be Repeated
I took an extra day off this weekend to be all social-like and prove I'm not a zombie hermit. My most excellent family member (who hates being called an aunt because we're more like sisters, and so I'm accommodating her whining request by calling her "family member") came down to drink and be stupid go… Continue reading Vacation Conversations That Probably Shouldn’t Be Repeated
Blessed Samhain
Samhain is a night in which time pauses: a crossing point between what has been and what is to come. A time to remember and honor those who have passed before us, and a time to look forward to a new cycle of the year.Grandpa Ron, who left us suddenly and too soon but will… Continue reading Blessed Samhain
No Pithy Phrase 