fiction Final Projects... fiction "Who can tell me the most important part of your final project?" Nervous glances passed all around the room. Nobody wanted to be first. "Don't even bother raising hands, just shout out what you think. I'll make a list..." Once the
rambling Waiting... I'm waiting for the storm to come. Not in a weird Q Anon "the storm is coming" sort of way, but in an actual there is a storm coming and I'm waiting for it. The weekend has been really lovely. Sunshiney, warm, but with
rambling It's Got a Good Beat... ...but can you dance to it? Brent and I are keeping a list of the worst songs. To make the list we both have to agree that it's just the worst. These are the songs that you can't change the station quick enough when they come
rambling The Dawning of a New Age... Having coffee with my friend Raquel yesterday and we were talking about aging. How there is a total disconnect between how old we really are and how old we feel. Mentally. Like she said she still feels around 35 in her head. I am probably somewhere around there as well.
rambling More Clothes... Brent reorganized his part of the closet over the weekend which freed up a whole section I could use. At first I didn't think I would. My clothes all fit into the space I already had and the bar in his section was really high (he is about
rambling Dress Code... Portland is a very casual city. I say this having grown up in Albuquerque where we all had our regular jeans and our dress jeans. Portland is even more casual than that. No dress jeans needed. I bet nobody here has ever even ironed a crease into their Levis. Super
rambling Reputation Calls... A few weeks ago I made a comment to Brent that he took in a completely different way than what I meant. In fact I meant nothing at all by it, but I didn't push back because I could see exactly why he had taken it the way
rambling Riddle Me This... I like riddles. I like word puzzles. I like word play. I like all of that stuff. Brent...does not. He feels like riddles are trying to trick you and that makes them and the people who write them dicks. I also think they are trying to trick you but
fiction Every Family Has One... fiction "Who is this?" Lily pointed at a picture of her great grandmother laughing with another woman. "That is your Great Aunt Bets. Grandma Gloria's younger sister." Her mother answered. "They look alike. But..." "But?" "I don't
rambling And That's Why... Working on chores this morning and the cats are being very helpful by staying out of my way. One is asleep in the office on my desk chair and one is crashed out on the bed. Great. Finish my chores, my workout, my shower, my language, my Masterclass and what&
rambling Fluff Pieces... My Google news feed is full of nonsense. Now that's mostly my fault. I've told it not to show me so many things that now it fills the space with nonsense stuff. And it's also my fault because often I look at the picture
fiction Rehab Department... fiction "Now are you sure you want to do this? First off, the process can be extremely painful and results are not guaranteed. In fact we've sent a few through the rehab process who came out worse on the other side." "Yes, I think the
rambling Fit about Fit... Okay, not a full on fit, but I was thinking this morning when I was getting ready to workout that I have done literally thousands of workouts in my life. I've done aerobics and weightlifting. I've done calisthenics and callanetics. I've done low reps
rambling Blue Cars... I've talked before about how I think the Universe talks to all of us. The reality of it is that it's our own subconscious telling us to pay attention but I like feeling more important than that so I say the Universe is talking to me.
rambling Busy Bodying... I think the neighbor who lives across the street from us, their son and his wife and kids are moving out. They've lived with the neighbor for a couple of years, had two kids while there so maybe three years actually? Anyway...they have a smaller house than
rambling Catch Up... So I have only written one day this month. Clearly not a "write more days than not" number. Which means I'll have to play a little catch up here and there. Write on days I normally don't, maybe write twice a day for a
rambling Favorites... Okay, full disclosure before I start, I do have a favorite child. I know a lot of you would call me out on it, I've not been subtle about it after all. Anyway... My mother's parents had a favorite child. They never tried to hide it
rambling It's Gonna Be May (2026)... I had to add the year because I'm pretty sure I use that title every year. I am nothing if not consistent in my annoying jokes. The world continues to be a raging shit show with new versions of shit showiness every day. This past month we added
fiction Silver Crown fiction poetry It sits on top of my head My silver crown Woven from every heartache and fear The worries of not being enough Not being good enough Not wife, not mother, not worker Every fever that wasn't mine Every stitch, every broken bone Every worry that started
fiction Ah Spring... fiction poetry (ish) (with apologies to the original authors of really lovely work) I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a... A...a....AHCHOO sniff What's in a name? That which we call a rose would By any other name still...sm..sm..sm.
rambling Here We Go Again... So there was another assassination attempt on Saturday. The fact that it's now Tuesday and I'm writing about it lets you know where we are as a country, right? I mean, after it happened and he was calling for his ballroom right afterwards I was like.
fiction There Once Was... fiction poetry There once was a woman from Hillsboro She did her own research and was quite thorough And what she discovered, She might never recover Most people are as dumb as a burro (present company excluded, of course) There once was a woman from New Mexico When her husband
rambling And There's More... This is a companion piece to yesterday's post. My friend Terri commented/commiserated on yesterday's post about how much is sucks to be stuck. To just feel like you cannot budge that scale, can't change those numbers. And as I was writing out a
rambling (Dys)Functional Fitness... This is going to be an extended version of the end of month fitness check in box so if things like this either trigger you or bore you to tears this is your bow out now. OH WAIT! Before you go...there is a new feature that Ghost added to
rambling Ay ya yI... Okay, not that anyone has been waiting for it but I guess it's my turn to write about AI. I'm a creative. You all know that from my grammar choices. Very creative. As such I view AI through that lense. And the AI we are generally
