Viking Invasion: Welcome Floki and Torvi!

We knew we’d eventually get more dogs, and we knew they’d be Shih Tzus, because Shih Tzus are egregiously friendly, sweet, and they generally don’t weigh more than 15 pounds, so you can scoop them up if they’re getting in trouble. (It took both of us to move Daisy in and out of the car,…

TYoC comes to an end

Well, it’s been a year. Like many writers, there’s a part of me inclined to comment on the horrors of this year (and they be many), but I figure we’ve all lived it, some of us harder than others, and you already know, so we’ll leave it at that, assume universal empathy (although a true…

Felt bad, then felt a little better

It’s been a minute, and I’m honestly surprised to see that my last post was only just over a month ago; it’s felt longer, but then, every week of 2020 feels like 10, and time, a construct I was never that fond of to begin with, has lost all meaning. The pandemic, the election, the…

She’s Speaking

In 2014, I drove up to Sedona to attend a Myofascial Healing seminar to learn self-treatment techniques to supplement my weekly MFR treatments, because while MFR was working for me, and had improved my life immeasurably, it was both impractical and financially infeasible to be on my therapist’s table every single day of my life….

Achievable Goals

So the dollhouse has been delivered to Emerge! Center Against Domestic Abuse, which was my first choice. The lady who let me in to deliver it, who had not been forewarned I was coming, was excited, and all she got to see was this: She said she might be tempted to play with it, and…

The Dollhouse Is Finished!

I find myself honestly surprised to be typing those words, because it sat on my craft desk so very long, and even though I worked at it in fits and starts, there was still so much to do. Then, in the last two weeks, I must’ve hit a tipping point, because suddenly, it was done….

Live-ish Music in the 21st Century: a Learning Experience

My last live gig was March 8th, right before the whole world retreated into its homes, and it wasn’t a great one. It was raining, and there was hardly any audience, and there was a minor-but-dispiriting tiff with the venue owner that had me having my periodic, “Why do I do this?” conversation with myself…

The little things

I am pleased to report that I must’ve done an okay job installing the hood vent and getting the stove in, because neither has set the kitchen on fire (which is the only metric that matters when you have actually set your kitchen on fire before). I had every intention of playing music tonight because…