Bad Habits.

I really need to stop thinking that I can wait until after work to write these posts. Because, well...yeah.Better luck tomorrow. ...more


I am upside down when I feel her tiny hand run along my jawline, softly. I am starled, as I've been blow drying my hair (I know, shush) and while I knew she was watching, with my eyes closed tight so that I may process this activity tactily and also because vertigo messes me up in more ways than I casually let on, I didn't hear or feel her move closer. I stood back up, turning off the hair dryer and looking at her tiny face, so sweetly turned up to look at mine ....more

More Than.

I meant to write more than this today. But sometimes, you have to just go live your life instead of sit and think about it. So ....more

Instagram Sunday.

I've been telling -- or rather, showing -- my life on Instagram as of late. When words fail, sometimes pictures suffice. This one, today, of Kiedis though, and the feelings that went with it .. ....more

Five Random Things.

A few weeks ago, it was a thing (mostly through Facebook I think?) where bloggers tagged other bloggers to list five random things about themselves. I was tagged. I probably noticed it at work ....more

Mamanista Fridays: All Black Everything.

What do you do when you want to participate in this week's Mamanista Fridays...more

A Brief Moment.

I am eating a brownie and drinking a margarita and in some ways, I almost don't mind the silence.And I think I'm going to actually go sit for just a moment longer before bed, and do nothing for just that brief window.And I'm going to love the fuck out of every second of it. ...more


Sometimes I'm sent things and they're just what I need. This is one of those times, even if her name is misspelled. ...more

Just Write #160.

I once read a status update about blogging that asked if the things that you chose to write about were reactionary or not. I don't remember the exact verbiage, but essentially it was a call to task to see if you were producing something of value within your own narrative...or if you were just throwing your two cents in on top of everyone else. This concept has kept my words from ever hitting the page more than I'd like to admit, because I didn't want to add to the cacophony, to be seen as a virtual ambulance chaser ....more

I Built A Thing Today.

I built a thing today. It felt good, to work with my hands, despite my body's fight with my head. But it also was a sad reminder of everything I'll never get to do, in this space ....more