Since my Overgrowth post I have felt the Universe sending me little things that I need. The motivations to just pick up a few things at a time, no pressure, and it's looking less like a tornado passed through. It's honestly not even a lot--just taking the bag of dog food that's been on the … Continue reading The smallest step forward is still forward.
I love gardening. I know that sounds hokey, but I love planting, transplanting, growing big herds of plants that I can then thin out to plants somewhere else in the yard. I have Cannas all over, and they are all the children of like 6 plants that I bought 5yrs ago. I have Elephant Ears … Continue reading Overgrowth
My favorite thing about my other "non-corporate " job is I can come home and be a kitchen witch at 5am and no one comes in whining about the smell. I know for sure there would've been complaining about the smell of my new hemp oil pain cream before I added a few other essential … Continue reading Kitchen Witch
In case you haven't noticed, I'm not taking this blog as seriously as you might think. I'm more about having the outlet, and it eventually being a THING, but never THE thing. It is nice to have a place to speak freely, flaunt my weirdness if you will. And occasionally say the things that I … Continue reading Flamingos and missing things.
When I started planning my 40th party I wanted it to be all my favorite things. One of my very favorite things: MEMES!!! I printed out my faves, laminated them, and attached them to various things--clothespins, wooden dowels, even magnets! The guests had a blast picking out magnets to take home and the leftovers will … Continue reading Meme Art
This year I was confronted with a big fat parenting dilemma. Pardon the pun.... It is a dilemma that I knew I would have to hurdle at some point, but I didn't think it would be this soon. And it never crossed my mind that it would be with my son. My husband took the … Continue reading As Is.
Today I had some of the best sleep in a LONG time. I had the rain falling on my white noise machine, sleepy balm on my feet and calves, the fan on high, and my 25lb weighted blanket on me. I slept hard. Like, HARD. I woke up rested, had a lovely dinner with my … Continue reading Political Rage