Why is it that when you know your scale is broken you still always assume everyone else's scale is broken and ha ha don't they know the only accurate reading is visible only to you in the privacy of your bathroom?
In hindsight I have so many questions for my former self. Why did you, former Sarah, take so long to start writing? Why didn't you start using anti-aging face cream sooner? And why oh why did you sit in that suffering place for so damn long?
Has she fled to Canada? Is she wandering the woods of Chappaqua? Is she holed up with Richard Simmons? No, no, and *shudder* thank God no!
"The night comes and we give ourselves permission to dissolve into the rest of darkness. We let go of all the valleys and rivers we wish to cross and our dreams for some distant future." -Sarah Blondin, Live Awake. Tonight I stretched out on the living room couch in the dark, earbuds in my ears… Continue reading Bathed in moonlight
Sometimes we need to dig into the closet. What is in there that scares us? I've read that the Chinese New Year's FIRE ROOSTER brings with it the energy of tidying up, letting go, and being fastidious. Recently I fully embraced the rooster energy and decided to spontaneously empty and organize our walk-in closet. To the… Continue reading Peering into the closet
Because it is a bit addictive isn't it, seeing the stream of horrors? Nobody wants to admit they are the type of person to peak at car accidents, but we all do it. You know, just to see if everyone is ok even though we know OF COURSE THEY ARE NOT OKAY THEY JUST CALLED JAWS OF LIFE. WHO ARE YOU FOOLING?! Panic. I need to not feed into it. What are you feeding?
I have a confession. It turns out i am a human. Who is flawed. And (gulp) imperfect. There's something about the holidays that just leaves me feeling raw and vulnerable. I am sure I am alone in this. I am sure no other flawed, imperfect human struggles this time of year! Let me tell you… Continue reading Welcome to Humans Anonymous!
2016 WENT LOW BUT WE WILL GO HIGH! Yesterday I started a list lessons from the little bastard teacher that was 2016. Numbers #1-10 were posted yesterday.(My spirited child hindered efforts to finish this in one fell swoop.) And now, I present #11 - #20.16, Lessons, gifts, and gratitudes (is that a word?) from 2016: #11. SWEATY… Continue reading A list of 20 things I am grateful for from the hell that was 2016
I have decided to take the high road with 2016. I'm done whining. Here is my attempt to make peace with the worst year ever.* 20.16 lessons and gifts from 2016 [amended: this is only parts 1-10 because my kid is mixing paints and that spells trouble.] A YEAR of this blog! Discovering the show… Continue reading A list of 20.16 gifts from the year 2016. No for real, I’m done bashing 2016. (For the moment.)
Solstice came! It occurred to me that while I am rejoicing the return of the light, others are like really Sarah?! This means winter has started. In Iowa that means the frigid below-zero temperature winds will make it undesirable to leave your home. Not that it matters because the nearest Starbucks is AN HOUR AWAY. (Oh,… Continue reading The Winds are Slowly Filling our Sails