Good southern girls aren’t afraid of the dark. Neither are good Canadian girls for that matter. BUT. I think people with really good imaginations (like moi) should be given more credit for doing even SLIGHTLY scary things. Like taking my dog for a walk after dark in my new (country) neighborhood. It’s not like we’re … Continue reading The Night I Almost Got Eaten by Crickets
Author: @thatpluckygirl
WANTED: Bigger shell for my big crabby butt
I want to go home. I don’t want to write. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to entertain a tired baby for one more minute. I want her to go to sleep in her bed and then I need to go to bed. I’m done interacting with the world today. Done. I just … Continue reading WANTED: Bigger shell for my big crabby butt
I’m a flailing Blue Whale
I’m in bed at 8:00pm. I.am.exhausted. EVERYTHING needs to be thought about. Where to go for groceries, how to get there, how to get back. Why does everything look the same!? WHERE ARE THE AVOCADO’S!? Ellie will not be happy without her daily avocado hair treatment. She gets some in her belly too, it just … Continue reading I’m a flailing Blue Whale
I Choose Awesomeness, or, at least the POSSIBILITY of awesomeness.
Possibilities. Life is full of infinite possibilities. Left, or right? Frosted chocolate-y O’s or shredded wheat? Some choices are obvious (frosted chocolate-y O’s). Some choices give you an immediate result. (Sugar high, blissful sugar high!) Some choices take years to uncover the consequences and sometimes we never find out at all if we made a … Continue reading I Choose Awesomeness, or, at least the POSSIBILITY of awesomeness.
The Last Days of Virginia, wait IN Virginia. Virginia will be just fine without us.
A beautiful morning today, one of the last mornings I will spend at this townhouse in Virginia. Feeling a little melancholy even though this place never really felt like home. I always knew it was temporary and Texas was our next move. The only thing I really loved here was the yoga studio, Radiance, and that we … Continue reading The Last Days of Virginia, wait IN Virginia. Virginia will be just fine without us.
Giving Cookies to Strangers and other Random Acts of Kindnesses
I’m a broken woman. At least when it comes to offering cookies to strangers. I’m reading Deepak Chopra’s ‘The Future of God’. OK, ok if I’m being TOTALLY honest I also MIGHT be reading a smutty romance about a half dragon, half human man who falls in love with an all human woman. I’m reading … Continue reading Giving Cookies to Strangers and other Random Acts of Kindnesses
The Amazing Poo Incident of 2015 with a Side Note on a Rice Throwing Debacle
Where to start? There was another epic poo incident. Poo literally running down her legs and up her back. At a loss, I plunked her down into the sink and hosed her off with the spray nozzle. I kid you not. Bill doesn’t believe in spending money on adjusting the indoor temperature to human being … Continue reading The Amazing Poo Incident of 2015 with a Side Note on a Rice Throwing Debacle
Bunnies Revenge
People often compare me to small, docile, often furry animals. It’s true. I try not to be offended. I try not to be amazed that no one sees the raging lunatic that thrives just below the surface of all my laid-back attitudes. Maybe it's my height (knee high to a leprechaun) maybe it's my non … Continue reading Bunnies Revenge
Beauty and Joy, Spleen kicking and First Birthdays
May the Fourth be with you everyone! There is no try, there is only DO. (Yoda)First I have to say...happy almost FIRST EVER birthday Ellie! A year ago this time I was blissfully chowing down on cupcakes and reading a smutty romance, thinking I had another month to go before I met you, instead of … Continue reading Beauty and Joy, Spleen kicking and First Birthdays
Steering into the Skid or Plate Not Required
I am hateful today. Hateful and cranky with a side dish of morose. I blame it on those pesky female hormones. It doesn’t matter why. I’m hateful today. I was walking through the CVS all glowering and irritated and I thought, if I saw myself right now how I normally am, all chipper and happy … Continue reading Steering into the Skid or Plate Not Required