so remember this? my foray into mindfulness and quest for a relaxed forehead brow to rival even the most syringed of orange county housewives? yeah. well, like every other attempt at meditation it seems i have created more wrinkles, stress and crumbled drywall; from...
here are a few of the latest novelties greasing my squeaky wheels. ok. typically i’m good at always having my toolkit loaded; although not a costco member i do backstock most of my household and beauty items so that i’m never in a crispy crunch running...
we did it. we did it good. oc spin showed up, put out, and left money on the bedside table. {yes, i said that.}i know it was a indoor spin-a-thon, but we also added dancing, hugging, and a love-fest to the activities as well. my aha moment occurred two hours into the...
my pants would burst into flames if i said your generosity stunned me. two nights ago i dreamt i called the police on myself for airbrushing my passport photo. lying isn’t a shot i swig down handily. so what i’m trying to say is, yes, you ARE too old for...
perhaps it’s this whole mercury in retrograde rumpus that’s making me all hands-in-the-air, strung high; my brain popcorn-like and zany. perhaps it’s the handful of vitamins i swallowed on saturday afternoon, that i SWEAR, 3 days later, i can STILL...
monday peace and love to you my kittens. my sweet, hard-working, deep-feeling readers, did mr. weekend give you the reprieve you had so greatly needed and deserved? as of last friday, my heart had been vitamixed into a questions-unanswered smoothie determined to...
