It’s taken me a few days to work through my feelings. I hadn’t fully understood what it would do to me to commune with some of those I’ve lost. I’ve been wandering my house, asking myself why I’m so sad, and then am like…oh, right…meh ghosts. This was new for…

That was clickbait, I’m not actually getting remarried. Don’t buy me a toaster or anything. (Or actually, do buy me a toaster. Robb chose ours and it beeps TOO LOUDLY FOR MORNING when the bagel is done and annoys the piss out of me.) Here’s the thing: I’ve been married…

So, remember when we started therapy with an older, wisened therapist who seemed kind of quirky? We met with him again this week, and I swear to God, he said the EXACT same things in the EXACT same order. From the first “And what are we here today to discuss?”…

Twenty years of marriage and we’ve been bare-knuckling it alone. It’s time. We had our first marriage counseling session today. I was nervous (see previous fear rant) and skeptical as the therapist the online couples counseling program set us up with shares the demographics of our last few presidents. This…

So I’ve been on deadline to get a fresh draft of my book out to beta readers, which means….I’ve been watching a hella lot of shows. It’s not just my favorite way to procrastinate (some people sleep or…exercise, I hear? eww) but it genuinely does relax and inspire me creatively-when…

I now have video proof of what I look like when dancing topless. It’s not great.BUT I’m trying REALLY hard to see it through a different lens. Walk with me on this journey of positivity and pasties. I don’t have a lot of pictures of me looking free or sexy…

Long story short: A year ago this month, I had a breast reduction that ended up with me stuck on the couch for 8 weeks with a giant, festering, open boob wound. During the process, I met a General Surgeon whom I now work for as a Physician Assistant! What…

Recently my husband and I had a big ol’ fight about the fact that he exists at the same time that I exist, in the same home, and how I annoying I find that. ;) Basically, one day I had the house to myself to write (working on my second…

Why are we the way we are? As in, why do we perceive things in our minds like we do and then respond to them how we do? Clearly, some of it is willful, but much of it is because of factors like where we’re from and how we were…