I wish I had a picture of the “bottle neck” that certain people at work can be. But instead, I have a picture of the bottle that sort of thing pushes me to:
I’m dealing with a migraine that won’t bloom and won’t go away while I’m washing and priming walls today. I’m taking it [...]
This post is in response to the BlogHer “Letter to my Body” campaign/project/thingy.
Hey Dear!
So I thought we’d take part in this because, you know, our relationship hasn’t been all that smooth over the years. Probably because I live too much in my head and haven’t appreciated often enough what you bring to this existence. Even [...]
It’s Saturday. Time for a photo scavenger. But I’m not done yet. And today was given over to everyone else. Distler rehearsal from 9-11. Then a quick (drive-thru…ugh) lunch. Then drive to west St. Paul (about 15-20 miles) to a read through session for my friend DL, who has 5 pieces for a festival accordion [...]
My friend has disappointed me.
We all make mistakes, and I’m not sure that he did this intentionally. In fact, I cannot consider that an option. Because if he did it consciously, then there is no way that he is actually my friend. But if he did it unconsciously, then I think it is a cautionary [...]
It must have been a slow news day in the Twin Cities because I saw the “what is a blue moon, anyway?” story at 5, 6 and 10. (common definition is the second full moon in a calendar month. Happens about once every 2.7 years. Apparently really important. Which I knew before they told me. [...]
You are probably aware that when you are in pain, your blood pressure is raised. You might also know, or infer from that fact that if you are in pain for several days, your blood pressure might be elevated to what could be a “level of concern.” Apparently, that concern part is something that nurses [...]
because whatever this is that I’ve had all weekend made me pull over to actually throw-up on the way to rehearsal. So, not being a complete martyr (can’t be perfect at anything ) I turned around and went home and called the director and told her I wouldn’t be coming.
My mom just called [...]
He has seen me at some of my most vulnerable times. I’ve cried, sobbed really, on his couch more than once. For about a year I sobbed in front of him every time I saw him.
Not once did he tell me how to feel. He only asked me how I felt. And walked with me [...]
Is that they never have the good manners to arrive when you “have time” for them.
Didn’t get as far as I wanted to on LN’s project yesterday. Had to go to bed at 10 because I was so nauseous from the headache. Actually thought I might need to get up and puke, but didn’t. Ice [...]
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