My breath appears before my eyes when I step outside to view the night sky. (The rhyming was not planned.) The leaves are just about gone. The chill increases on the daily. Autumn begins to give way to winter. My six months of glee is almost half over (big fan of the colder months, you know). My warmest I’m-the-Michelin-Man jacket came out of the closet twice this week. Haven’t found the gloves that match my rainbow scarf yet. They’re around here somewhere…Continue reading Friday Fhoughts: Nov. 20, 2020
A third of a year has gone by since I last typed on these “pages.” Apparently, that was ample time for y’all to bitch to WordPress enough to get the classic editor embedded in a block or some nonsense. I’m typing in a “classic” “block” and it’s like old times.
Since July, I’ve been hibernating, as one does, due to the pandemic and also, hello, natural state of being. Having a potentially fatal illness diagnosed on all humanity has been a swell time for reevaluating (silver lining, you know). Much time has been spent on goals, writing, reclaiming, and chillaxing. This hermit crab spent mucho hours in her shell and it’s been a gift.
Poking my head out again, finally. HI! How are you?Continue reading Friday Fhoughts: Nov. 13, 2020
I would have posted this Tuesday, but it took me this long to kinda sorta get used to this Gutenberg nonsense. I stopped playing with blocks when I was 2. Anyhoo, let’s talk about My Corona.
It’s been 24 days since my last post, but I thought it’s only been, like, two weeks. So maybe we’ll go with that? Let’s talk about My Carona.