Tag Archives: 2011

Runs with Scissors Seeks Doesn’t Play Well with Others and Doesn’t Use her Inside Voice for Conversation, Laughter, and Good Times

Yesterday I spent nearly the whole day writing. I wrote my heart and soul out. Onto pieces of lined school paper (narrow-ruled, of course). Two letters. One to my love Trey*, who is no longer speaking to me. One to … Continue reading

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Driving Miss T.

There are times when my illness takes over. What is so insidious, is that I can’t tell the difference between those times and the others, when I am in control. There is such fluidity between the two, that I don’t … Continue reading

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Rockin’ my “I-Don’t-Give-a-Damn” Tutu

Sometimes I wonder what I have done with my time. I seem, at times,  to exist in an alternate universe or on two planes at once, and I never really know what I’m doing on either one. Time passes quickly … Continue reading

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State of the Union, Isle of Tam, April 2011

Do you know, so many people click on my blog posts to find out how to use the female condom (they search for women’s condom), I feel like I need to use part of this blog post as a public … Continue reading

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The Once and Future Gardener

Be still my heart! The weather cooperated today! It usually does in Albuquerque, if hot and dry are what you have in mind. Today it was 82, and I believe I am really comfortable for the first time in a … Continue reading

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Have You Seen my Mojo?

I’ve lost my blogging mojo. Of late my posts irrevocably suck. No, don’t try to spare my feelings, I know they do. And just as assuredly, I know that I will get my mojo back. I’ve been writing my entire life. … Continue reading

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Taming the Transitional Tornado

Spring makes me restless. I want to plant, I want to travel, I want to leave winter behind. The weather is not cooperating–it’s cold here. My finances are tethering me. I need to get creative. I feel like the dust … Continue reading

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Skipping on Over to the Far Side, Where Life is Good

My sense of humor is beginning to return. That’s a really good thing. I never completely lost it, but it kind of lost its luster for a while. I’ve always had an offbeat sense of humor, and I believe I’m … Continue reading

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News Flash! Silkies and Happiness Come to Roost When You Give Them an Inviting Habitation

There’s a fairy tale you may have heard, and the protagonists are ghosts called Silkies. It’s an Irish tale, and I wish so much it were true. As the story goes, Silkies will come and haunt your house and do … Continue reading

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Screw Disney…This Counter-Culture Mom Likes Mike!

Today the universe is sending winged messengers bearing exigent communiqués and missives–it will not be ignored. It’s message is strong and urgent. It seems to be demanding, in an impassioned and loving manner, “Love yourself.” Or in Shakespeare’s parlance, “To … Continue reading

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