My Near Arrest Experience

I calmly got out of my car, walked over, and punched him in the throat. Then I walked back to my car with swagger that could rival Walt from Breaking Bad when he blows shit up...  

Restored

My sister called and invited me to a restorative yoga class and because "Namaste home 'cause I'm busy eating my kid's Toblerone bar", did not seem like a good enough excuse to not leave the house, off I went. I had no idea what to expect of restorative yoga, I imagined all my rusty bits getting an undercoating, or someone sanding away at... Continue Reading →

Ninja Pooping 101

I'm allergic to wheat and that basically rules out all things delicious (especially deep fried doughy donuts) but who can resist them? They're warm. And mini. And rolled in icing sugar. So yeah, not me, man. And then bad things happened people. Bad. Things.

5’2″ With Some Attitude

Over the holidays I had one of those A-Ha moments. I felt a little like Oprah, but without the ability to give everyone a new car and my favorite cozy robe. It happened as I was giving some thought, as I often do, to the fact that my life hasn't turned out as I intended,... Continue Reading →

Things I’ll Never Say

My father died. My biological father. Just like that. We had just spoken in the weeks before. By email of course. Because that was the relationship we had. A life in writing. He joked that my emails were longer than Tolstoy. I joked that he should grab a snack before reading. I don't think I... Continue Reading →

Powered by WordPress.com.

Up ↑