It is so, so cold. So very cold. To those who have never lived somewhere cold, it is a cold that cannot be imagined. I am in a coffee shop. Who am I kidding? I am in Starbucks. Anyone who is from here, or has lived here long enough, knows you do not hold doors … Continue reading Cold, Cold Go Away. Don’t Come Back Another Day
What does it mean to be truly brave? There is a tendancy to think that people who go through hard times are brave. She was so brave, she beat cancer. Now this may be true. Maybe her fight was done so in a brave manner. The fact her cancer was cured does not in and … Continue reading Stand Up and Be Counted
I don't know what to write about. A few months ago the ideas were speeding through my mind. I could not keep up. I had numerous drafts going on at once. Now that has quieted. The need to write, to express myself, has not. I am unsure whether the problem has to do with having … Continue reading Saturday Musings
For those who don't know, Manspreading is the practice where men sit with their legs wide apart. It is usually used in regards to their sitting on public transport, generally encroaching on women's space. I've often heard men's excuses, the most prevalent of which is - "I need room for my balls." This has been … Continue reading On Manspreading
Say that ten times fast. It's one of the tongue twisters those of us from the other side of the Atlantic learn as kids. A Lorry is a truck. (Luar-ee). That's sometimes how depression feels. Something you can't quite grasp. Like you're nearly able to comprehend, to get a hold of, but never completely. You … Continue reading Red Lorry, Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry, Yellow Lorry…
So this morning is the best morning out of the last three. Not stellar by any means, but okay. The kids were fifteen minutes late for school. I'm starting to worry the school will call DCFS soon. I need to get on top of this soon. Or now. I woke at 06:30 without an alarm. … Continue reading Quack Quack
Do you remember your first real friend? The one who you couldn't wait to see? The one who you cycled, laughed, ran, got into trouble with? That bond was so strong. You were so young, and of course, so cool. There were others in the group, but he was your bestie. Do you remember your … Continue reading Remember?