Oh yes, I have a kitchen.
Also it is November.
Passion is always a mystery
and unaccountable
Are you the criminals?
From the statistics??!
Now go, write it before them
that it may be forever and ever
All of a sudden
it's a trash fire
Every act of creation
is first an act of destruction
All things truly wicked
start from innocence
The best things in life are free
the second best things are very expensive
It's happening
The prelude to this chaos is here. I hath been given a cookie and I hath taken the entire jar. Hot tip: If you don’t want all the demolition details, scroll...
If you give a mouse a cookie
he's going to ask you for a sledgehammer
You must avoid the anvil
that wicked siren
In lieu of chapter three
You're not wrong, this should be a post entitled The Widow vs Restoration Companies: A Comedy of Errors. I've written it six different ways and all I've...
Working girl
I still love swimming
You're on your own, kid
you always have been
Chapter Two: When the Handyman Takes a Widow for a Ride
and not in a fun way
Widowhood and the Art of Oops
I've been working through a series for my paid newsletter and thought the free newsletter might like one of its own. Caption: This is your brain on grief....
Elephants in the Living Room
I thought it was part of the furniture
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still
the ship is anchor'd safe and sound
Turn around don't drown
the National Weather Service PSA gets it right
Is lavatory any better than saying TOILET?
the basement is raining loo water
Whose tragedy is this anyway?
Drew Carey will not be hosting
Cat odor as a harbinger of health
Non-smoking, please.
What an excellent day for an exorcism
this is fine
Obituaries are (infuriatingly) forever
and I hate it
Of fragile mind
and ear, apparently
We realize the importance of our voices
only when we are silenced
One of Ours
Finding and losing; that is life
All the unspoken words
were time bombs waiting to explode
Charbroiled and swimming in goo
living just a little
I lay my hands upon your head
to cast out this pharisee, who is dead
Mormon priesthood mini lesson
It's a lot.
Seeing time with my eyeballs
And also admitting I don't know fractions
The making of a murderer
+ the three degrees of apostasy
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It's about panties!
I woke up and did not hate myself
It happens sometimes
(Im)measurable Progress
Boring. Very boring indeed.
Part Two: Bandaids and lollipops
my own autonomous revolution
Part One: The Black Cloud
the tenebrous shadow of bad omens
Anxiety Sauce
Hold the bologna and mayonnaise, please.
The day I accidentally swore
and paid for it in shame
It matters even less
than Kim's lost diamond earring
A spring break travelogue
We are tourists and interlopers
The boy in the poster
no longer exists
I did it all once
maybe I can do it again
Eric replacement systems
building a husband out of apps
This is your brain
This is your brain on drugs
I'll be jitterbugged
there's a lot of you
Blogging, A History. Not by Bathilda Bagshot.
A walk down memory lane.
Seventeen Months (almost)
Writing to survive
Six months
I'd make you out of words