Yep, 6 months–and 6 days, too, but meh. I say “meh” a lot, I’ve noticed, which might be a positive sign? A sign that I’ve stopped giving much more of a shit than I should? Heh. So, here we are, at the 6-month mark on my road. All roads to hell are paved with good … More 6-Month Milemarker
It’s Birthday Season in our family. Recently, I called my dad on his birthday. He is now 65, going on 15. Seriously, he’s going through puberty in reverse, complete with the obsession with boobs and other private parts (not inappropriately; he ogles Melania Trump, for example). It’s innocent, to be sure. And strangely enough, he’s … More Time doesn’t stand still
“P” was the first person I’d ever known who was completely blind. We worked together as licensed massage therapists at–you guessed it–a local massage therapy school. He was friendly to everyone, and they were civil to him in turn, but he had specific needs that the rest of us didn’t have, and I think they … More Lessons I’ve learned about disability
(Content Advisory, involving stray kitties that were originally abandoned but never harmed/injured, and ultimately rescued. This story starts out a little sad, but has an incredibly happy ending!) ❤ Five years ago, around this time of year… The little black and white cat lay stretched out on the pavement outside the door of the Visitor … More Who rescued whom?
I rang in my 30s–or should I say I sang in my 30s–at a north Dallas-area mall in an “up and coming” suburb, by belting out contemporary Disney tunes–specifically “Arabian Nights”, high on a dark chocolate shake and full of good mood food from The Cheesecake Factory, after which I loudly proclaimed that my 30s … More Reflections on my 30s: my decade in review
Five years ago, at this moment, I was unconscious. I was nearing the midpoint of the process of having 8 pounds (just over 3.6 kg, the equivalent of 48.5 uteruses) of useless tissue removed from my abdomen–several huge fibroids the size of grapefruits and one very enlarged uterus (about 9 times the normal size), and … More Uterus-free, 5 years on
A dear friend asked me that question, and not only is it a fair one, but a good one. And I’m sure that if one person is wondering about this, then perhaps others might be, too. And these folks deserve a good answer. I tried to provide some sort of explanation for the blog title … More What’s Who Loves Kitty about, anyway?
When I was young, I had a rock collection. The region I lived in was not particularly geographically dramatic or interesting, so the bar was low. Granite was considered exciting; lovely white, iridescent quartz made my day. Most of the rocks were not very large; they could be found on the side of the then-unpaved … More On the rocks
I don’t know why, but I feel like writing about ghosts again today. (This will probably be the last post along these lines for a while!) 😉 This one is far more benevolent than the last one. 🙂 — I had met my partner’s grandfather, “Granddad”, in 2001, along the escape route from my northern … More Cats see ghosts
My last post was about my own ghost. That ghost is benevolent. Not all are. Some are vampiric. This post is about them. (Before I go much further, I should issue a Content Advisory, as there are brief mentions of home invasion and sexual assault.) I was a bright, vibrant, successfully-masking high school graduate, leaving … More Escaping the ghosts