Month: September 2011

Well.  My mom said that yesterday’s post made her want to throw herself off a building. So there’s that. But on another note, I got some emails from people who were saying that they’ve been there, felt that, got the t-shirt.  Go figure – it seems that loneliness runs in the culture these days. Thank…

Oh, sigh.  Le blog. Sometimes (a lot of times), I come to this space and watch the curser blink – blink – blink, just not knowing what to say.  These posts provide such a tiny glimpse into my reality, it’s hard to attempt to paint an accurate picture of what’s going on.  What you see…

A week ago Saturday, Annie opened the front door.  I ran through it.  She had my leash out, so I knew we were going somewhere – but instead of walking around the block one time (as far as I can walk), she lifted me into her car. I like to ride in the car.  I…

Hey, Annie. Oh hey there. What did you not do last night? I did not attend a… seminar? a workshop?… called “7 Ways to Choke a Man Unconscious.” What??!?  Who invited you to such a thing? My friend Mike.  You know him, you love him. Well, it’s really too bad that you didn’t go. I…

When returning my dad’s rental car late last night, I emptied it of the detritus I had collected, and walked into the office to drop off the keys carrying 8 metal poles, a dish full of dog food, a house plant, and a box of Corn Flakes.  And as I walked across the parking lot…

AP, Did you know that when you Google image search “cross clip art for kids” a picture of you comes up? Turns out. Love, Mw – – – – – – – – [She is so not lying.]

“I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly.  That is what the scar makers want us to think.  But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them.  We must see all scars as beauty.  Okay?  This will be our secret.  Because take it from…

On Saturday, I climbed Mt. Massive, which was my 24th 14er, and my 10th of the summer (which checks #4 off my list of goals for 2011).  Saturday also marked the 4-year anniversary of my move from Seattle – which, in some ways, was the initial leap into really big adventure that’s still unfolding.  Needless…

So.  It’s Friday again.  And not a moment too soon. I’m making this soup for dinner tonight.  After Mom’s gift of the entire pantry, I have every single ingredient on hand. I started training for the Seattle Half-Marathon, which is happening the Sunday after Thanksgiving.  It feels good to be running again. I had stopped…

Yesterday, I was a total crankpot.  Everything was wrong.  Everything was complicated.  Everything was making me nervous and anxious and angry and tearful. During my break, I took myself on a walk around the lake, feeling the clouds hang low to the earth.  I tried to breathe in the cool air – the first traces…