Carving your initials in the trunk of a dead tree. Making a place in my mind for you to love me. Carefully carrying away the thoughts of you before the new moon brings a new tide of feeling. Making room for you,impossible, since the room is full and no one has asked to let space …
He stood in the doorway. Just leaning. Not all in but enough so that the wind picked up his scent and carried it across the room to where she sat cross legged on the bed. She hadnt noticed him before. She did now. Not many things happened that day. But the lingering scent of sex …
How do you put a life into context? What made it well lived? Who gets to decide that at the end, when it’s done? He touched my hand in the parking lot; gently twining his fingers with mine. I was undone in that moment. Unable to remember a time when I hadn’t wanted that hand …
It’s no secret; I play Roller Derby. I love strapping on my skates, working til I sweat and, you guessed it, hitting people. But I’ve got another secret. I’m about to make it not a secret. It’s game day (bout day, match day, scrimmage hour, awesome unicorn pony super time). And I’m excited to watch …
I had another conversation recently that highlights the misconception that because I don’t sit at a job 9-5 I don’t work. I thought about putting up a passive agressive facebook post about it, then thought better and decided to share my feelings on the matter in a more verbally satisfying format. This is more a …
In May, I will celebrate three years of Roller Derby. Now, this isn’t three easy years we’re talking about. Let’s have a little story time. In May 2010 my husband encouraged me to meet with a local Roller Derby league (I haven’t ever asked him if he regrets that decision….) I was cautiously excited as …
Alright. I’ve been sitting on this post for a bit now. Well, at least since last week. It’s going to be a tough one because there are so many things I want to say and express and I’m not totally sure I get all the feels I’m having right now about things. I have wanted …
I feel like that person in that song. The one about the jet plane. Only I’m the one that’s waiting back home and the jet plane was more of a Pt Cruiser. Melodramatic? Maybe. But this is day one of being apart from the one person I swore I’d never be apart from so I’m …
Someone had mentioned at last month’s group meeting that we should start keeping some lists of all the places/brands/restaurants that offer gluten-free options. Below I have shared several of my personal favorite blogs, stores I like and brands of GF items I find to be the best. These are all my personal opinions and our …
Apparently me and goal writing is a big no-no. As soon as pinned up 2012’s goals I promptly avoided looking at them daily and shied away from anything resembling a blog. I have been writing in some journals and have once again started several stories that have potential. Which means they are gathering dust as …
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 