I blame Julia Cameron, training me on brain dumps with those damn morning pages. Three pages, by hand, every day, brain dump. It clears the mind and gives focus, but also… it has taught me how to work things out by writing them down. This is probably why people tell …
Hooooooo buddy, do I have a love/hate relationship with fitness trackers and apps. I mean, I’m prone to liking gadgets, anyway, and also technology… so when you can combine a gadget with an app? Sign me up! Having said that, they’re not for everyone (I can just see the look …
A lot of times as a self-employed person, I feel like this…. …. but then there are days I feel like this…. … and also this. WHAT IS A GIRL TO DO, I ASK YOU?!?! And also I will tell you. A girl has to constantly re-evaluate her work schedule …
Boy howdy, I do not know WHERE my motivation has gone to, but it surely has packed its bags and moved on to someone else, because it is nowhere to be found in my days right now. There are a million things I could be, should be doing right now, …
I have a friend who says “begin as you mean to go on” at the beginning of the year; in other words, start January 1st with what you’d like to carry on throughout the year. Since my January 1st starts with family and friends and a big slow breakfast that …
Hooooo boy. I’ve written this post like six times today, y’all. Even I want to tell myself to shut up already, haha, even though this is kind of a really real subject. Let me see if I can delete the chaff and just leave you with what I was really …
And now I know Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say I thought I knew But now I know that rose trees never grow In New York City Another reason I’ve been kind of sad lately is that I just finished watching Feud: Bette and Joan. It didn’t …
For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a little voice in the back of my head (OK, not literally, A VOICE, but… more like a feeling. A pressure?) that is always pushing me to do more. Work a little harder. Work a little longer. Juggle a little more. …
Here is a pattern I fall into: I will blog every day for, say, six months. Then I will get really busy for a week, and I won’t blog because I will sacrifice blogging time for something else (sleeping late, more coffee, answering work email, trying to do fucking Pinterest …
So, surgery is over (and my big fear was being given something I’m allergic to while under, and not being able to speak up for my allergies – so big thanks to the anesthesiologist who knew that what they were going to give me to relax me before putting me …
i’m going to apologize first for lack of capital letters in this post. it’s hard to reach the shift key. well, all the keys, really, on the left side. i just wrote a blog post for work with good punctuation and my hand is getting tired. i go in for …
This year was going to be amazing. Back in January, in spite of being worried about Lenny the Boob Pea, I had such plans for HaldeCraft this year. Part of those plans included expansion, and by that I mean actual physical space expansion (not necessarily product expansion, although that would …
Even though it’s all I want to talk about – and trust me, my friends have figured that if they hold still long enough I *will* talk their ears off – I’m trying to be rather vague about things on the blog. The Readers Digest Condensed Story is that some …
I had the weirdest dream last night. Pair of dreams? In one, I had a very small room, and in that very small room were about fifty cages with dogs and cats in them. I was only fostering them, trying to get them adopted, but it was slow going. Too …
I think I have care fatigue. Not full-on compassion fatigue, it’s just that my personal care.com is coming up with a 404 page. It’s redirecting to “I don’t give two shits dot com.” I’m supposed to care about the suffering of those less fortunate in my own neighborhood. I’m supposed …
I sort of vaguely remember that years and years ago, we used to go away for Thanksgiving every year. 2002…. 2003 we stayed home but that was because we’d just gone up two months before for our second wedding reception… 2004 (AKA “The Year with the Best Snow”)… 2005 (AKA “The …
I’ve always had this strange ability to, when lost in my own head, to envision where it is I want to be and go there. Sort of like, if you’ve read the Amber books by Roger Zelazny….? And when Corwin and his family walk the pattern and get to the …
I’ve been trying to walk Corwin more, since Old Dog. She and I both need exercise, in general. The vet said, too, that it would be good to get her out of the house so that she doesn’t just walk around, looking for Bridgett. Walking will give her many new …
Mostly this post is for my friend Stephanie (if she even catches it) and anyone who used to read my blog a really, really long time ago (when Stephanie and I used to work together and would sometimes chat at work or here at Snarkland about dream interpretation). I have …
I think I’ve mentioned before, that I don’t really truck with New Year’s resolutions. Too much pressure to make sweeping changes that never stick, too hung over and/or tired the next day to implement those sweeping changes (thus setting oneself up to fail), and really, what makes January 1st different …
This dog is more photogenic than anyone has a right to be. Vacation! Coming up soon! And by “vacation” I really just mean “taking a break from constant Internet” for I’m still going to be working, getting things ready for the new year, but I’m just going to be more …
A couple of weeks ago I went out to lunch with a friend of mine, who is also a soapmaker. I’ve known this friend for a while, so I would have had lunch with her even if we didn’t have soapy things to talk about, but I must say… It …
A lot of my evenings since the birthday party have looked like this. Pajamas, knitting, a little drinkie, and (until I ate them all) a cupcake. Mmmmmm. I should have cupcakes in the house all the time — they’re like tasty little love bombs. Mmmmm. Deliciousness. One thing that’s been …
So yesterday in the car as I was describing this to Tim, just at about the point in the conversation when I was going to stop in the middle of a sentence since he didn’t seem to be listening to me anyway (LOVE YOU HONEY) he’s all, “that sounds like …
