When Blocked, I Make A List

My mind is everywhere and nowhere right now, which means I can’t think of what to write and yet somehow, my brain is bubbling with a bunch of things I’d like to say. So I’m gonna lay these thoughts down the way I would in my private journal. ***Pillow-talk~ The Hubs and I have pillow-talks every…

This Blog Feels Like A Terrible Idea

Right now I’m feeling like this blog was the worst idea I ever had. I feel overexposed and extremely uncomfortable. You know what that tells me? That I am on the right track. Yep. I hate to admit that out loud, but it’s the truth. Each time I have ever stepped outside my comfort zone,…

Limbo Moments Where I Begin Again

What made me decide to write this kind of blog is my limbo moments. That’s the best way I can describe them, those moments where I am just kind of staring into space between daily activities, waiting and ruminating on what I do next. In those moments, it feels like I begin life over again,…

Snobbery Was My Smokescreen

In a little while I will leave the comfort of my home, drive to a nearby laundromat, enter the place and shove a load of wet clothes into a publicly accessible drying machine. I actually typed that without recoiling or bristling. Apparently I’m stepping down from my high horse and inhaling the smell of my…

The Drinking Part of My Journey

My sober anniversary was last week. It’s been seven years since I stopped drinking. If you don’t stop drinking you will die. Those were the words of my doctor. He didn’t put it so bluntly at first, but eventually he would have to. That was enough, it was all I needed to hear. I’m not saying…

Blogging Anyway & Discovering the Joy of a Writing Life

Blogging is outdated, so don’t even bother to start a blog in 2017. That is the gist of a popular article recently posted on a high-traffic writers’ site. I was a little disappointed when I read it and I almost followed the author’s advice, which suggested that if I wanted to write blog posts, I…

According To Pouncer

Why do humans holler and threaten me with violence over my addiction? Whyyyy? I wish I could tell them how wrong their conclusions are about dogs. Just because we can’t talk and we walk on four legs doesn’t mean we don’t nurse broken hearts or struggle with regret over some of our poor choices in…