I wanted to go see Wonder Woman last week. I wanted to see it in the theatre. I could taste the salty popcorn…feel the bass of the surround sound reverberating in my chest, but I didn’t go. Why? Because I’m ridiculous.
I’d rather be writing…
I’d rather be writing. Instead, I’m stuck in editing hell. Wait, isn’t that the same thing as writing? It’s attached to writing sure, but it’s the ugly underbelly of the beast.
It’s All Good
On Saturday I went to my ex-husband’s surprise 40th birthday party that I helped decorate with his new wife, the stepmother to my kids. His parents were there too. My former inlaws. It should have been an exceedingly awkward evening,…
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So I May Have Bought A Treadmill
Oh, I know what you’re all thinking…A treadmill, really? That’s just going to turn into a coat rack, you know. No, it won’t. Not again…(cough) Here’s the thing. I’m no spring chicken anymore. At least, that’s what my doctor tells…
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No More Excuses
Well, I’ve put it off long enough. I’ve been up since 4:30, and in that time, I’ve done the dishes and the laundry. I’ve had breakfast and a second cup of coffee. I’ve even shed my dresser drawers of winter sweaters and…
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“The Funk”
We’ve all been there. The place even non-creative people fall into from time to time: The Funk. The place where things feel sluggish and uninspired. Like a car stuck in neutral. You want to go forward, but your gears seem…
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When a couch is more than a couch.
I did something wild and crazy this week. I bought a couch. That may not seem like that big of an event to blog about, but it was cathartic for me. Let me explain. No there is too much, let…
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