journal

2021 wasn’t a giant home DIY year, mostly due to the focus being more on my husband’s double shoulder surgery recoveries, but I was still able to get some things done. Relevant blog posts will be added here that go …

October 14th was my 37th birthday. It’s a strange feeling to realize you’re most likely halfway done with life. Like, I’m most-likely on the downward roll now. And that is such a bizarre realization to have (and, like all profound …

Lately I’ve been on what I call a “goth plant” kick; it’s crazy to me to find these beautiful black plants that are actually flourishing (and their black leaves are NOT a sign that they’re long dead).  I know this …

Jeter has been gone for more than a month, and it’s still such a fresh wound. I still haven’t gotten rid of his ottoman house and I really don’t know when I’ll be able to do so. But rather than …

This is a difficult post to write, but it’s one I feel that has to be written, if for only cathartic reasons.  On Monday, May 11th, my beloved Jeter (or “Bub”‘ as I called him) was put to sleep.’ as …

I can’t believe I’m typing the number “2020” and not having it be related to some weird unknown future where we all, like, own rocket packs and fight over if flying over someone’s personal space ship is considered lane jumping. …