Every once in a while (see: every single day) I check my blog stats. One of the things I can check are search terms that led people to my blog. They’re usually pretty boring (my name, some song lyric I’ve put up, etc.) But today, oh today, someone landed on my blog because of this [...]
But I had to post this video. My favorite part is Squanto (about 1:23 in).
I’m strange. I know that. And as if you needed more evidence of that fact, I found myself doing even more weird things this weekend. So this is me, weird, at the holidays.
I’m so picky about Christmas cards. First of all, I send a LOT of them. And I can’t just sign my name. Oh [...]
I had a lot of questions about my thankfulness for “hooker boots.” Here’s a little photo explanation.
These are hooker boots:
And this is me wearing said hooker boots:
Yes, I’m in the restroom at work. It was the only full-length mirror that was handy
Have a great Turkey Day
I had a rant, all ready to go off on, but I decided to hold off and take a cue from my beautiful friend Mandy, and post a Thanksgiving Thankful list. Here goes:
My family. Seriously, I have a great family. Y’all, we put the “fun” in dysfunction! I’m kidding. Kind of. In all seriousness, we’re [...]
Four people looked at my blog yesterday. Four. That’s just sad.
I struggle with wanting an audience. If you know me, you know that in “real life” I tend to try to blend in. I don’t like people to stare at me. It makes me feel like I have a booger on my face. I don’t [...]
This weekend, I went on a prayer retreat. I’ve been struggling lately with emotions, and I just wanted to share some thoughts about what I learned.
Numb. That’s what I feel. Or maybe, what I don’t feel. I’m sitting here in this shack, trying desperately to light a fire. Right now, the small stove in front [...]
I seriously don’t even like myself some days. I feel like I’m watching myself, thinking, “Wow, I would NOT want to hang out with that person.” The days that it’s the worst, when my self-loathing is at its peak, is when I’m mean to the people I love. Seriously…why do I do that? Why do [...]