I’m thirty. Commence the gnashing of teeth.
Just kidding. Maybe.
Growing up is something we’re always doing. It never stops. When I make 60 years old, I’m sure I’ll be saying the same thing on whatever blogging platform we’ve invented in the next thirty years. Truth be told, I’m not that upset about tu [...]
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Thirty and…
I’m thirty. Commence the gnashing of teeth.
Just kidding. Maybe.
Growing up is something we’re always doing. It never stops. When I make 60 years old, I’m sure I’ll be saying the same thing on whatever blogging platform we’ve invented in the next thirty years. Truth be told, I’m not that upset about tu [...]
The First Day
It’s day one of my Year of Living Dangerously. And I do feel dangerous.
Today I sped five miles over the speed limit while cackling with glee as if I was an evil genius about to take over the world and bomb Saskatchewan off the face of the map. I mean, who’d miss that province anyway? It’s not like Canada is a real country or anything.
(mor [...]
Shake it up
It’s been a helluva year.
I can remember back to January having all these ideas about what I was going to do, the things I was going to put on a list and start crossing up to mark my amazing progress. I remember having visions of losing weight, getting healthy, making it to six months in a relationship, getting promoted at work, findin [...]
Even after Tuesday the calender says&...
And National Blog Writing Month sputters on…
The headline of this post evokes a joke that I don’t have the intestinal fortitude to finish but you can probably figure it out. Tuesday’s are a doldrums day. I’m in between the rocking time I’ll be having tomorrow night working with my preteen group and the eventual [...]
Change would do you good
Besides being part of the lyrics to a jamming song it’s become my mantra over the last month or so. My friend TheCharChar posted a small blurb on her blog noting that among other things that “C” word is rarely a comfortable place to find yourself submerged and floundering. It’s a true statement and it’s part of [...]
Forward into the Frontier
Well, that infamous day has come. April 2nd is here and the final hours of the day of my birth are fading into night. I’ve been marinating on the idea of being nearly thirty years old after it just seems I took a drive in my first car. I’m not sure where that time went (timey-wimey stuff notwithstanding) but I do admit to wanti [...]
The Impending Thirty
It’s almost here. The point at which the great clock in the sky that rules my beginning and end will groan, protest and artfully whine the count one more year ahead as I wistfully remember the day of my birth.
Oh the joy. This year I turn 29. The in between age of no longer in the world of the mid twenties and not quite in the early [...]
