i am having flashbacks…ugh. make them stop….cPTSD…assault anniversary shit and all here i am at my favorite coffee shop in phoenix…hiding out from the excruciating heat that’s already made itself present at eight in the morning?…...
at the end of every year i usually share my intentions for the new year on social media…i have been doing this for a while as i always talk about setting intentions versus making resolutions…resolutions break…you cannot break an intention. a resolution is a desire to achieve a certain goal by a certain time…...
builders. realtors. inspectors. what is wrong with this fireplace? phoenix….i have a huge PSA for home buyers and realtors…...
hi. i wasn’t planning on blogging. in fact i’ve been planning this day for a while now. my anniversary…blogging never entered my mind…but you know i’m a writer and when shit starts spinning…i start writing. anyway. no. it’s not my 30 year wedding anniversary to my college sweetheart (although that is literally around the corner)...
my multi million dollar view. it started out with good intentions from the second i saw this home i wanted to live there. it just felt so peaceful. it felt like home. the privacy. the size. the views. the ability to merge two families with space for everyone…....
i’ve been hacked. i’ve been scammed. i’ve been in love. i’ve been ghosted. i’ve been chased. i’ve had four surgeries. stitches. cutting. numbing. i moved long distance in my tiny little car for a year getting set up. this year took me to my bottom. like literal rock bottom. i am not there anymore. but...
did you actually think i was going to remain silent? i’ve spent the entire day today making sure all the people i grew up with and their children were not dead. fuck you america. last week i was called a baby killer by the same men…yes…more than one, that months before wanted to have sex...
hi. me again…it’s been a very long time since i’ve worked on my second book ‘waving red flags’ and i really need to get back to it…but i have been recovering from a breakdown/through… i’ve been moving long distance for the last four months in my tiny little car… had a tiny bout with some...
and so it began…19 years ago tomorrow (i write all my posts and blogs in advance :) i took my first yoga class. it started with rodney yee’s yoga for abs and suzanne deason’s gentle yoga vhs tapes…within three weeks i knew i needed more than gentle yoga and abs… ...
