As the lights began to dim, I felt a twinge of nervous anticipation in my stomach. The expectant energy was palpable and contagious. Applause erupted from the audience as their two shadowy figures emerged from behind side stage curtains, into the spotlight. …
Of course sobriety is awesome, and of course I wish I had found my way here sooner . . . MUCH sooner. I try very hard not to play the “what if” game because that ends well for NO ONE but as a flawed and imperfect human being, I cannot …
As a temporary worker I flit about to a lot of assignments of varying degrees. The life of the temp is an inconsistent one and from one day to the next I sometimes have no idea where I’ll land. Recently I found myself sitting next to an older lady as …
You guys I bought some fancy schmancy leave-in conditioner to repair my ridiculously dry and straw-like hair and instead of having shiny luxurious locks like Gloria in Modern Family, I look like the victim of a low-flow shower head. Remember that episode from Seinfeld? When Kramer goes “low-flow”!? Anyway. That’s …
We survived Germany and it seemingly survived us, and as Forrest Gump would say, that’s about all I have to say about that. I am here to tell you that the Germans really enjoy their meat. Further more, they enjoy boiling their meat. Can I also just mention that it …
So on top of all life’s other requirements these days we are also approaching an overseas trip that has been planned for almost two years and to tell you the truth, I never really thought it would happen so I didn’t allow myself to worry about it and, well, now…it’s …
So after an eight-week run I’ve been extracted from the temp job in the projects and not a MOMENT too soon because I’m pretty sure that my cohorts there thought the royal wedding had something to do with Queen Latifah. I’ve had mixed feelings since then but I reckon it …
So as the universe and life continue to duke things out in my current existence, I can’t help but try to maintain my sanity and my authenticity by NOT hurling myself into a pint of Ben and Jerry’s and a Hoarders marathon, but to attempt to handle the stress and …
My Father would be 96 years old today. I wrote about him a lot over at my other pre-sobriety site; Girl, Corrupted. I was knee deep in it back then, dealing with his disease and physical and mental atrophy, as well as his death and post-funeral fall out. I was …
I’m not sure where to start. Staring at the above picture sends a ripple of mixed emotions through my veins. I could go all triumph over tragedy on your asses, but I won’t. I don’t feel that way. . .not today, anyway. This picture fills me with quiet hope and …
