6-Month Milemarker

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

Who rescued whom?

(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?

Reflections on my 30s: my decade in review

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

On the rocks 

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 

Cats see ghosts

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

Escaping the 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