Sheesh. If I had to describe my life in this in between zone I would say nothing good about it, at all. I spend days inside this studio, zipping out sporadically for things like food and maybe a little shower… Continue Reading →
So I have been watching my youngest girl pitbull, Sophie these days. I guess she is my only now, but that’s a secondary realization.Today is my last day with her alone (her Father is her main keeper now, after all),… Continue Reading →
I can really be ok with the solitude, given I kind of have always done what I want, on my schedule. Well, maybe not always– but it is one of the bonuses of being an adult: choosing when you get… Continue Reading →
Yesterday had one of those classic moments of ridiculousness that just makes me laugh even now. So my friend and I met up to go to breakfast at noon, sauntering over to Beachwood to munch on some food. I watched… Continue Reading →
Where-oh-where have I been lately? Oh, around… Around here and there and everywhere. I have been traveling a bit as of late, going to Denver to visit some family for six weeks in the beginning of January. When I was… Continue Reading →
The places these blogs come from are probably a little easier for me to be comfortable with…I look at my stats and I look at all of the spammy comments people try to leave here on the back end, and… Continue Reading →
Normally I like to say Kissmas, but there’s no kissing going on in my world…And just as a last hurrah to this format sharing the dirty details…I decided to just write my last kind of unedited things this week until… Continue Reading →
I make these trips when I am here…nothing exciting mind you, but it’s still a trip and it’s still leaving the farm. To go to Dunkin Donuts…yes, it’s silly for me not to make coffee here but it’s just one… Continue Reading →
and I haven’t done anything remotely Christmas-like aside from put ornaments away, which involved walking them into the other room. One of these years I am going to have a fantastically swank Kissmas…and no one will be happier than me…I… Continue Reading →
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