Filed under Confidence and Lack Thereof

Food For Thought

I think I have a new business idea. Check this out: dinner therapy. Like dinner theater, except instead of watching a play or a crappy lounge singer while you eat, you’re pouring out your feelings to a licensed therapist in a cozy, intimate restaurant booth. Great idea, right? I know! The name could be Food … Continue reading

…And a Liter o’ Cola

This evening, after much deliberation, I drove across our tiny town to the local Safeway to get Brad and me a couple of their delicious deli sandwiches for dinner. Surprisingly, the deli counter wasn’t busy at all. The woman working there took my order, which was straight off the very basic menu board, and started … Continue reading

Going Cold Tofurky

September 1 is this Saturday. I LOVE September, mainly because it means the relentless scorching hell that is August is finally over. Like a lot of people, I always want to make a fresh start when the “-ember” months arrive. The heat fatigue starts to lift and there’s an exhilarating crispness in each morning that … Continue reading

…And What Do YOU Do?

Ok, everybody, I want you all to start referring to me as an abstract artist, because that’s what I am now. I figure if I can draw this: …and color it in like this: …then why not? Abstract art has no rules–well, maybe it does, but all I have to do is come up with … Continue reading

Just Block It Out

I quit reading a lot of the major women’s mags not too long ago. I used to be a total magazine junkie, starting when I was eleven or twelve and my grandma gave me a subscription to Seventeen for Christmas. She had no idea what a monster she was creating. In my teens I wouldn’t … Continue reading

Five Random, Mildly Rebellious Acts

Just a few baby steps I’ve taken in the process of learning to live a self-directed life. 1.  Using my dogs as the header image. I assume this is a not-so-pro move, sort of akin to typing a college essay in Comic Sans or still trying to sell whimsical mustache-themed items on Etsy. (Dammit, give … Continue reading

She Really Let Herself Go

Reason number MCMLXXVIII (whatever that is) why it’s not so bad being not-so-young: You can let yourself go a little in the looks department. In fact, if you make too much of a fuss about your looks you’ll just make a joke of yourself and look like you’re trying too hard. That’s not to say … Continue reading

Boy, Am I Getting Over My Perfectionism

Lately I’ve been blogging about some of the things I’m doing (exploring healthy lifestyle options, trying to get back to creative pursuits, etc.) in an attempt to live more “authentically,” as the self-help crowd might put it, or to live my “best life,” as Mother Goddess Queen President Oprah would say.  I think a simpler, less … Continue reading

The Midlife Reboot

I started out with what many said at the time was great promise. I excelled mainly in the more creative subjects, which everyone said figured because, like my artist/bookworm mother, I was left-handed. I taught myself to play the piano in my grandmother’s living room, where I hung around until my parents got home from … Continue reading

Wrestling With Principles: Not My Funniest Post

Yesterday I got some fresh eggs from my new egg connection! When I arrived at her place I saw probably the happiest bunch of chickens in the world. Instead of being trapped in filthy, dark stacks of stifling, tiny cages with only wires to stand on, with icky byproducts of other industrially-raised animals to eat, … Continue reading