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30 Days to Domestic Bliss Challenge: Day 1
DAY ONE: Assess your living situation and make some goals. Determine which areas of your home need a little bit of TLC. Is your closet in need of organizing? Are you scared to open your fridge because of what might or might not be inside? Do you have a guest bedroom that has become just an extra room for "stuff"? Have you looked closely under your ( Read more... ) -
Why I Want to Leave California, Part 1
Reason 1: I want to live somewhere where the water in my cats' water bowl doesn't evaporate in a matter of hours. -
Is It Ever a Good Idea to Quote "Mr. and Mrs. Smith"?
"I guess that's what happens at the end, you start thinking about the beginning."Is it possible to suffer from an online identity crisis? I really suspect so. Our online selves are often carefully, painstakingly cultivated (and possibly bear no relation to our IRL selves!) that when you start to wonder about some of what you're putting "out there ( Read more... ) -
I Hear Voices
Not literally, thank god. 'Cause that would suck, royally. But there's been this voice in my head, for a very long time. Back during my Indiana years, my heaven-sent talk therapist helped me to identify it as my "fear voice." I am pretty sure that everyone has a fear voice. And it is not only part of their life, it is part of them.
My fear ( Read more... ) -
Days go by...
Right now, I am scrap-booking. That's right, mock away. But I don't care--I got into it about a year ago, when I was planning my wedding, and wanted to figure out a way to save all of the memorabilia and pictures. And then, of course, as any crafter can tell you, once you wander into Michael's, innocently looking for something simple--say, a photo ( Read more... ) -
Exile
Whenever someone asks me where I'm from, I have a devil of a time answering them. I usually try to go for both honest and succinct: “Born in Ohio, grew up in Florida, went to school in Indiana for a couple of years before moving to California XX years ago.” It covers all the bases... but at the same time, it leaves so much out. I don't have a ( Read more... ) -
I Never Claimed to be Martha Stewart...
Right now, I am a Film Fest Widow. My husband, Himself, has been working 14 hour days for the past week, with two more days to go, and then attending various parties afterward, to let off steam. Every now and then, I muster the energy to tag along to the parties, but this week, I've been working extra hours myself, with a sinus infection of doom to ( Read more... ) -
On the Turning Away
In hindsight, it amazes me--not only that I could carry around so much grumpiness and negativity, but that other people were willing to be around me.
(A belated preamble: during the process of planning my wedding, I stumbled upon the dorkiest, most bourgeois hobby a girl can have: scrapbooking. I laugh as much as you do, but it provided me a badly- ( Read more... ) -
Is this Thing On?
Well, hello there. Fancy meeting you around here. What's it been--two years ( Read more... ) -
Breaking Up Is Hard to Do...But Only Sometimes. Now Is Not One of Those Times.
A few months back-heck, it was probably last summer by this point-I was talking on the phone with one of my out-of-state Best Good Friends, Eric. Now, I was snivelling to Eric about some inanity or another that I was unhappy about, and Eric, ever the perceptive friend, clued into something deeper. ( Read more... )