Within a few hours of my notification, the entire site had been suspended. Today, when I went back to the offending post, it’s gone.

Someone did something wrong. And I stood up for myself. And it worked out.

Is it sad, because that happens so rarely, I’m actually shocked?Read More →

A couple of weeks ago I wrote a post. I’m not going to tell you which one because… okay, let me tell the story first. So, a post. I publish it and it’s not even about anything (as usual). It’s not even one of my posts that people occasionally find useful (like the one on Kindlefeeder, or The Hero’s Journey in Clash of the Titans, or some of the writing posts). The day after I published it, I caught a weird pingback in my spam filter. I get those all the time when I link to one of my older posts but this one wasn’tRead More →

I wrote a short Christmas story and it’s being hosted over @ Passionate Critters as part of their 12 Days of Christmas. Please go read and give me some comment luv! Update 06.06.2012: The server there sort of met with a bad end. And we moved, but we didn’t move our things. Because we didn’t need to. But, I’ve uploaded the story here. Read it when you feel all in the holiday spirit! Link: Last ChristmasRead More →

I drive the dog to the vet. It’s an hour away, but takes like an hour and forty-five minutes since I go slow so as not to alarm him. I talked to him the whole way. And not like, “Yes, well, this is going to be a lovely morning, I believe.” No, it was things like:

“I promise, after this, we’re going to treat you like a king. Totally.”
“Just think, things are going to be better after this. Well, not immediately after this. This is going to suck. But, this is like the first step in things being better. Just think of it that way.”Read More →

My friend Carole wrote on her blog yesterday about being scared of the dark. I’m terrified of the dark. Actually, I’m terrified of a lot of things. I had a very over-active imagination as a child. Basements horrified me, giving me recurring nightmares where I was stranded in a basement for no apparent reason, with a door behind me that was going to open at any second and reveal the creature behind it. I would scream for help, and the tiniest squeak would come out. My movements became futile, I moved as if underwater. Unable to scream, unable to move, and then the door wouldRead More →

  And, say, it was your birthday.  And you wanted some cool things to do with your friends.  And not cool in the way your mom, who has the best of intentions, might think of as cool, but cool. Because my wonderful daughter is going to be 14 on Friday.  She’s having a sleepover and party for a few friends on Saturday.  I’ve figured out pizza.  You can’t screw up with pizza.  I told her about this game we used to play, back when I was a cool teen girl–you know, like, a million years ago?–called “Who-What-When-Where-How-and-Why.”  That even sounds lame. But, no.  It isRead More →

I just took this quiz on the five love languages.  Apparently, my love language is acts of service. Can vacuuming the floors really be an expression of love? Absolutely! Anything you do to ease the burden of responsibilities weighing on an “Acts of Service” person will speak volumes. The words he or she most want to hear: “Let me do that for you.” Laziness, broken commitments, and making more work for them tell speakers of this language their feelings don’t matter. Which makes me sounds like a lazy, self-entitled queen.  Or it does to me.  But, it’s kind of true, I suppose.    Give meRead More →

I’ve got this weird idea, maybe more of a subscribed belief: painted toenails equate to a flourishing, happy, carefree life.  I realize it’s not really rational.  How do you rationalize something so trivial as an indicator of something so crucial? You could look at Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, perhaps, and assume that all those lower needs (like food, shelter, safety, etc.) had been met if you have the interest to pretty up your tootsies.  But, those things, those are basic needs–not exactly a carefree existence.  So where does this crazy belief come from? This is where I would insert my awesome answer.  If I hadRead More →

How did I come upon this site?  I’m like a freaky web site magnet, that’s how.  Still, it made me think of you. Please Don’t Promise Me Forever It’s a hallmark type book from some time in the 70’s about love.  And it’s mushy.  But it’s kind of real, too, if you’ve ever been in a long-term relationship. Things My Girlfriend and I Have Fought About I read the whole freaking page.  Seriously.  And it’s not formatted well, so it’s like a vomit of hilarious text.  But note: it’s hilarious.  Plus, they’re British and German, so it’s got a Euro relationship flair we Americans don’tRead More →

I’m linking today to a beautifully written site. It’s the heartbroke daily and the stories there are the type that stay with you, haunt you, jog your memory and your senses, and make you feel like you’ve just taken a deep, secret peek into someone else’s life.  Whether you’re a reader or a writer, you will find satisfaction and inspiration there.Read More →