Granola Bat

I started this series in 2017 on a blog I don't even write anymore , then brought it here in May of 2018, intending to finish the second and third parts. And there it sat. I couldn't figure out why I was so blocked on trying to write the next chapters. And then September happened. And then the New Year's proposal from David happened, and there was my answer: I couldn't write the story, because it hadn't concluded yet. It's time. This series will continue every other Friday until its conclusion. Click For Part One Pretty much all my life, I accepted a crappy excuse for love because I didn't  viscerally  know, within and without, that I deserved better and could do better. That was step 1. It took over 25 years. You can say you know something, or believe something. But if it isn't written onto your heart, your heart will betray you in every test, every time. I was deeply traumatized by two events in quick succession: The tornado of 1990  ri...

(content note: flashing image - don't proceed if you have a seizure disorder that may be triggered.) This post contains affiliate links. If you click a link and make a purchase, I may receive compensation. What a great beginning to the year it's all ready been! Dears, I have news that probably surprises absolutely nobody: We got engaged during New Years! Not quite so cliche' as during Christmas, and who'd care anyway? The ring is picked, but is expected to take a month to order in - so I'm going to be counting the days 'til I can show that beauty off! I don't really care about the ring, though - I care about the man. He surprised me with the absolutely sweetest card: BRB, crying forever. He hates to write, y'all. He dislikes it about as much as I enjoy it. But he knows it's something important to me and a means of communication that deeply speaks to me, so that's how he chose to propose. And I think he did a great job. Needless to sa...

I look back on this year with so much happiness and gratitude. It's been a year of being brave enough for new beginnings, the starts of real healing , laughing 'til I can't breathe, and setting up the way for success and adventure in coming years. Every day, I wake up next to the love of my life and get ready to go work with people I like, at a job that lets me use some creativity in updating the company social media and website, and sets my resume up for advancement. My muse has slowly been returning, and it feels so good to create again, both on and off the clock. I'm able to dream big, and plan for 2019 projects that I can't wait to share with you! There's restlessness, growing pains, and a lot of traumas and negative mindset-habits to keep outgrowing. Plenty remains to put into tonight's ceremony of symbolically burning away what doesn't serve me. Even that, though, I will frame in gratitude. I'm grateful for: all the friends I've...

This is not festive chocolate booze-ahol. This is yerba mate, because I took this pic at 9 am. The cocoa is for after I post this. Amazingly, the December holiday season is much more festive when you're not roiled by very recent trauma - who knew? Last week, we made thoughtful, relaxing gifts for the people on our list. On Friday, we hit the Naughty or Nice Bar Crawl thrown by The Darkness Underground . J.L.'s full-fur Krampus costume got us all of the attention, and even some free drinks. David and I went considerably more half-assed in attire, because we were tired and we had family things early the next day. My red sweater, black velvet slip dress, fishnets, and black glitter bat-wing headband pulled together into a passable succubus costume, and I thought David's coat made him look a little like a Cenobite. Much fun was had. I definitely hope this becomes an annual event. Now with two successful events under their belt and more plans in progress, The Darkness...