“You think can just entirely get rid of something about yourself?” I recently heard a someone say, “No. Whoever told you that is a liar!” “Well no,” I’d replied, “I just keep thinking that if I work hard enough it will like… go into remission or something.” Ha. I guess it kind of works like … Continue reading Ain’t That Some Shit
Get clear about why, craft your possibility of what, and . . . FUCKING ASK FOR IT.
I’m sitting on my couch late at night on a Friday reflecting on this year, its lessons, its pain, its growth, and looking for the light parts. Looking hard. I’m here in maternity sweatpants with a sweater stretched over my bouncing and expanding belly, wearing a messy bun and practically no make-up despite having gone … Continue reading TAKE A LOOK AROUND
Before this fuck-up of a year is over, I wanna talk about the “E” word You know, the E word. The one that gets you hurt, in trouble, puts your foot in your mouth, the stick up your ass, and your cart in front of your horse. THE, E word. Expectations. No, not the great … Continue reading GREAT EXPECTATIONS
No, not Santa stories. Not Hanukkah stories. Not even family blooper stories, although all of those do get shared as well. Instead, it’s the stories I tell myself...
And, I’ve been holding onto this premise that there is some magical exception to the rule, and maybe I could be it. I suppose I believed that if I tried enough varieties of shit, put my time into testing them out and paid my dues, then I’d get to live the rest of my life basically shit free.
It’s how I’ve been able to see the other side of the struggle, and love them.
Colleague: “So, do you like, think that thinking positive things changes your like, energy? And that negative energy changes it too? Like, does it really matter? Do your thoughts actually change your. . . reality?” Me: “YES! EXACTLY YES. YES. YES. YES!” This was about three-quarters of the way through a really great conversation about … Continue reading TURN THE LIGHTS ON
$780. That’s how much my Tuesday cost. Seven hundred and eighty dollars, and three hours out of my day. I walked out of a meeting, smile on my face, ready to continue what had already been a great start to the day, and then I saw a boot on my front wheel. Parking tickets. I … Continue reading HOLD PLEASE
It’s finally the Monday After (Christmas). My house is quiet while I work, checking emails, surveying the results of an intense five weeks, identifying what’s now ahead. My kids are gone to their dad’s for the week, my husband is lost down an NPR rabbit hole and I’ve already put away and deep cleaned my way … Continue reading TOWARDS THE SUN