Monday, January 9, 2017


I've been told I should resuscitate this old thing - kinda had forgotten about it, really. Found it by accident on Google the other day while looking for something else: the joke's on me...

Some things just refuse to die.

So much has happened since that last post - my life just suddenly exploded out of nowhere , I feel like a gored pinata that got thrown in the dryer and left to spin on high for way too long. 

But hey! I'm alive and a big fan of change and adventures so let's get this thing going again and see where it takes us.

From farm to city, 
from dog-mom to non-mom, 
from wife to single girl, 
from rubber boots to high heels, 
from stability to utter chaos: 

It has all happened since August 2015 and shit continues to happen on a daily basis, only the shoveling went from literal to figurative. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, blah blah blah, I still can't lift a dumbbell to save my life so screw you cheap quotes. 

I'm a tired fighter, but fight I will continue to do as there's just no other option is there.

A long time ago, this was one of my favorite toys (I'm the short person):

I'm no diesel engine, believe me. 

But I believe that I can.

And so I shall.



Oh how I've missed this so, your beautiful words, your beautiful self. Thank you

Curly said...

I'm so happy you're back!! Yippppeeeee!!