Thrills! Chills! Ooze!

I was feeling a little jealous of all the folks who got to attend BlogHer this weekend, but really, my life is way more exciting than all of that. Who needs a conference full of funny, cool women when they could just BE ME instead?? I am my own entertainment, baby....

Accidental clarity

Every now and then, grace sneaks up on me when I’m not looking. I don’t mean when I’m plucking my eyebrows or squeezing a zit or anything; even grace isn’t that miraculous. But when I most need it, and least expect it, I am...

Exposure leads to mildew leads to. . .

I’d like to be able to do all of my own home repairs. I’d also like to be able to fly and inflict severe bodily harm with only my laser-beam glare. Sometimes I don’t get what I want. Nonetheless, I think I’ve learned a fair amount about how to...

We do enjoy the singing parts

The entire world is reading Harry Potter, and I am stuck with THIS rattling around my brain: “I am not your missing piece. I am nobody’s piece. I am my own piece. And even if I was somebody’s missing piece I don’t think I’d be...

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