Once upon a long time ago I wrote a series of If we had coffee... posts. Led to the idea by Journey of a Dreamer (it seems she's lost credit for the concept?), it felt a fun way to share stories about my life. For a little while. I mused about dogs in carts and being an Orange Rhino and a child who was feeling not-ten-but-not-four. And then it seemed over. For me. (I'm a misfit ... Continue Reading
17 years ago in the basement of a jail…
subtitle: this is such a life-minutiae post there isnt disclaimer large or verbose enough. you'll have that. I never really thought Id get married. Actually strike that. I had such a poor track-record of not wanting to hurt people's feelings I always envisioned myself proposed to, saying YES! (while never intending to follow through), and ending up stuck. And married. I wasnt the ... Continue Reading