Along with the new year came a new decade, and the 2010s are now in the books. Well, not really, as the decade technically starts next year (it’s OK, you can say it; you’re such a nerd), but it feels like a new decade, so what the hell, I’ll run with it. Might as well, … More Another Kitty Decade ~ 2010-2020
Well hell, I honestly tried to make it under the Friday Midnight Buzzer, but I’m a li’l late. We can still pretend it’s Friday, though, right? (Wink, grin, and stuff) 🙂 I probably need to explain what I’m doing… A really cool fellow blogger and friend, Aspie Rude Girl, came up with the idea first. … More Friday Faves ~ Christmassy Version
Usually I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday. Oh, alright, you got me; I always remember what I ate the morning before, because it’s always the same: bacon. OK, so I cheated there. Made for a good opening cliché though, right? Heh. 😉 Alrighty then, let’s try another… I might not remember what … More Who remembers?
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
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
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
Call me obstinate. Call me contrarian. Call me the Grinch who stole Christmas. Any one of those might fit, and therefore, I couldn’t argue with them–at least, not logically, and we all know how I love to oblige when logic says, “King me”. (Grin.) Because even though it’s not Sunday, I feel like stepping into … More There’s no ‘L’ in ‘team’
If someone would have come to me, say, 20-30 years ago and said, “you’re going to be a doctor”, I probably would have laughed. “You’ve got me mixed up with somebody else,” I would’ve replied, before turning away to get back to writing my music or cramming for that next Econ exam or whatever. Medicine … More How I got into healthcare
If you’re in Canada, or you’ve ever lived there, or you’ve ever been to one of the major summer fairs from Manitoba on westward, you know me. You don’t know you know me, but you know me. I’ll give you a hint. 😉 I was born into a seasonal gypsy life. I don’t mind the … More Whispers of the road
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