My goodness. I just realized. January 5, 2012. Denver. Snow. Desire to DO SOMETHING of my own. Saving to move. Craving to write. I can’t believe that was three years ago, already. What a wild ride it has all been, since. Thanks to all of you who have been Reading this Ride. For THREE YEARS. …
Winter Blush
MAN, was it cold last Friday night. I’m talking go-outside-and-instantly-lose-feeling-in-your-hands cold. Bitter-damp-wind-swirling-off-the-river-soaking-into-your-bones-and-soul COLD! But when J and I walked into Generations Hall at 9:00 that night, I warmed right up, inside and out. It was that time of year again! Time to Blush with the Pussyfooters, at Blush Ball 2015. It’s funny – last year,…
When Nature Calls
When nature calls…you listen. I’m not talking about that moment where you’re sitting comfortably at a table in a pub, drinking pints, and suddenly all that fine liquid barley catches up and you suddenly REALLY have to pee and end up forfeiting a great conversation for a mad dash to the loo. Although you should…
Faire Days, Part 2 (Wherein the Elves Arrive at Albright)
Given my experience with Ren Faires and both my and J’s proclivity for spending time at them, we didn’t stop at paying one single visit to the Louisiana Renaissance Festival last weekend. Oh, nay. We could no more go to only ONE day of a Faire, than we could show up at one dressed in…
Faire Days, Part 1 (Wherein I Spin the Tale of my Fantastical Past)
It is the perfect morning to write about elves and festival days, about mirth and merriment and magic. My loyal hound, as he does like clockwork each morning, bade me wake at about 5:30 a.m., expressing his need to venture outdoors. And venture we did, into a thunderstorm. We braved the dark hale and vanquished…
Reunion
I usually have a rule for myself, of not posting more than one blog entry in a day. I’m breaking that rule today to get the following out, because I’ve been sitting on these emotions for weeks and…it’s just time. More about my crazy month-and-a-half will follow in a more regulated fashion. ***** I’m glad…
Missing in Action!
Holy lord. Anyone outside the network of people who know I’m still alive would come to this blog and think, “Dang, she had nose surgery, ran around in a moustache-bandage, went back to bed… and was never seen again, y’all.” Never to fear, the nose recovery went swimmingly and I came out of all that…
Whereupon I Evolved from Patient to Villain in 24 Hours
At 6:00 a.m. yesterday, J and I went forth into the darkness to the medical center for my dreaded Nose Surgery. Checked in, saw my folks who came for support, talked some Batman, and was then taken back into the patient space to get the whole shebang started. Touro has a great team over there, for…
Thought Bubbles
The one thing you never want to do when you’re actually trying to better promote your blog is NOT update it on a regular basis. Bad on me! Time flies, and it has been busy. And, in and around the busy, I’ve been tired from being so busy and therefore doing things like reading books and…
Follow Your Crazy 