Time

I’m a humongous fan of New Years Resolutions, although I can’t think of one that I’ve ever actually accomplished.  I think that my issue is the fact that I think up these lofty, abstract goals, like “do nicer things,” or “pray more,” or, you know, my constant companion and perennial favorite, “be hot.” 2011, though? …

It’s never too late to learn how to forgive, over and over and over. Today is another one of those days.

This is the week, the one that happens every December, the one that I always tell myself that I’ll do differently next year but I never do. It’s the week before Christmas, which always seems to be busier than the week of Christmas.  Parties, people, events, high heels, big hair, sugar, wine, beer, money that…

Salutations, readers.  Did you think I had abandoned you? Oh please. I should begin by saying that the sickness has left my system – literally, and glory hallelujah.  The only person that knows the specifics of my Monday is my mom, and I’m uncomfortable with even her knowing.  It was… I can’t even go there. …

What? It’s February – and four days in already? The month of the Superbowl, the Olympics, and my half-birthday (today!)? I forgot to pay my rent. FORGOT. That will be remedied ASAP. In the meantime, now seemed like a good time to update the About Me and FAQ pages here on ye olde blog.

According to the internets, I am a Colorado resident once I meet one of the following criteria: •    I have obtained employment in Colorado. •    I own or operate a business in Colorado. •    I have resided in Colorado continuously for 90 or more days. Well, I moved here with a job.  So.  That’s that. …

You know that old spiritual, “Ain’t Got Time to Die”?  Right now, I’m hearing it in my head – but changing it to “Ain’t Got Time to Blog.”  Also, a choir of white people is singing it, which adds to the weirdness. In a way – a way I cannot pinpoint aside from the subject…

I left Seattle two years ago today. Last year, I wrote a big dramatic soliloquy about my feelings. This year, I honestly don’t know what to say. I feel flummoxed. But wherever you go, there you are. Whatever that means.

My life is really awesome.  And if I were the F-bomb using type, I’d throw one of those in: my life is really F-ing awesome.  I LOVE my life here in Nashville. That said, I’m feeling overwhelmed with everything going on – and yes, that is a monstrous understatement. I have a new job that…

“If you had no job, you could be so productive!” This is basically the biggest lie since “There are no cats in America.” I believed it. I fell for it. I spent my working days fantasizing about all that I could get done if I didn’t have a job: reading, writing, exercising, cooking, cleaning, organizing…