Ennui

Blue. Or maybe sort of a deep violet, like when the sun is setting in the desert sky. Yeah. That's how she feels. Not quite sad or depressed. Just kind of in the feels of it all with a touch of alone sprinkled with a fine dusting of "damn, I wish the sun would come…

Stress in My Pressure Cooker Head

I was planning on writing today about how my "to-do lists" have become so long and intense that my body has started to fall apart. But just looking at that title has given me the start of an anxiety attack and my chest hurts now and my joints are throbbing and I just realized that…

THIS IS ONLY A TEST!

Like most of the "popular vote," our family mourned the election results on November 9, 2016. My 11 year old niece was in tears, asking my sister, "But how could HE be elected? He's mean. How could America elect a bully to be our next President?" Indeed. She wasn't the only kid to react this…

It’s NOT a Tantrum

Walking through a supermarket, the severely Autistic person wears gun-range headphones to help block excess noise to protect her highly sensitive hearing from the overwhelming barrage of clanking, banging, muzak, baby cries, squeaky buggy wheels and blips and bloops from cash registers. A woman getting over a cold coughs into her elbow, and the Autistic…

Judging Books by Covers

The following was written by my friend, Joli Crow. (It's shared with her permission.) And it speaks volumes as to the body-shaming and judging and the ridiculous lack of manners that seems to be rampant any more. I read this this morning on her Facebook status and the more I read, the more my heart…

Don’t Touch Me (Breaking Silence)

I have a good friend in Canada who is seemingly my younger twin. She's also got 5 kids and loves to write...although, Nuala Reilly is published and I'm still aspiring to be. We both blog and we are both passionate about fighting back against this "rape culture" for the betterment of our daughters and sons. I've…

My Body is a Traitor

Rotator cuff is screaming at me and has been since January that it is being overused. I tried taking it to the doctor and all she prescribed was NSAIDs and ordered an x-ray which didn't show any bone issues. I took it back in April and said, "Hey, this thing is worse." She sent me…

Now That I Can Breathe Without Tears

This was my post on Facebook the day following the tragic and brutal assassination of five police officers just 20 miles east of me in Dallas. I thought I would share it here and then expand: "I spent the better part of last night with my ear glued to the radio. I feel like a…

Heat and Discouragement

I shouldn't complain about the heat. I feel like an a-hole. You know like that lyric in Denis Leary's song? "I walk around in the summertime saying, "How about that heat?" And it's not like I'm a firefighter up in Colorado Springs or something. (Lord, please bring them rain.) And I'm not a Bedouin living in a…