Dag, I just fell apart!

Yesterday was Aunt Janet’s memorial service and it was really, really lovely. I hope mine is as nice – peaceful, high vibration, just wonderful. And yours truly cried her way through the speech I wrote. Dammit! That was not how I planned any of it. You know I have a thing about words and how I want to say certain things and emphasize others, right? Blew that all out the…

Kittens and babies

Dear Diary, We agreed to cat-sit Duty’s friend’s cat Lily for a week because he was going away and had no one to watch said kitty. So far, it’s been interesting. Brogan is scared shitless of kitty (and kitty zoomies) and so we have to mostly keep them apart. Kitty, being 8 months old or so, is inquisitive and wants to play. Brogan, not so much. He’d much prefer sitting in…

How weird is this?

Last Saturday, my Aunt Janet passed away. She was my dad’s only living sister. Duty and I used to go visit her when she lived in an apartment and then when she moved to a nursing home a couple years ago. The last time we were in town was a week ago Saturday to hang with the godson and I wanted to stop by to see her but we ran…

It always comes back to receiving

I think that’s the theme of the year, you guys. What am I willing to receive?  Doesn’t that sound like it would be fun? “Yes, I’ll receive love and ice cream and tons of money and doggie kisses, please and thank you.” It also means receiving the things I’d rather hide. The feelings I don’t want to deal with, the trade-offs I’ve made and all the other less-fun-than-ice-cream things. Bleah….

Blissfully alone!

I love my dogs, you all know I do. But Lord have mercy, they’re a pain in my ass a lot of the time. In and out and up and down. It’s hard for me to concentrate on any one thing for very long. (Let me take a moment here to own the fact that I’ve created this mostly myself because I’m not the strictest mama AND I’m entirely too…

Just … words

Over at Go Fug Yourself (a hilarious blog looking at celebrity fashion or lack thereof) when they don’t know what to say about someone’s outfit, they just say this: WORDS.  Meaning: I have some, most not fit for public viewing and mostly WTF on all of it. That’s me today: WORDS. The drama/trauma of last week is over and things moved in my favor but I’m still bummed about how…

A week of static

You’d think with my ahh-mazing connection to the Universe, I’d know what the hell is going on in my own life, wouldn’t you? You’d be wrong. This week has been a strange shit-storm of odd proportions. Like, all has been peaceful and quiet(ish) with a loud exception. Noting my promise not to blog in the middle of processing, I shan’t. I want to, mind you. But I shan’t. (Biz related,…

POD-POCing on your ass!

Ah! April! How I love the spring! Finally, there’s some sun and that makes this girl happy. Also too: pink glitter nail polish FTW. I am bringing the pretty back into my life. (Thank you, Monarch Workshop for waking that part of me up! – More pretty pictures here) That means getting rid of what doesn’t make me happy, doing a lot of energetic clearing + in person clearing to…

Don’t rain on my parade!

What is it with husbands who like to be doomsayers? Both pal Christine and I are feeling the rain big time. Sharing my dream, however nascent it may be, with Duty about the creative space (like what B-Hive in Bridgeport is doing) and man, he shot my ass down. Well, it seemed that way to me, anyway. And it kind of sucked. It hurt, to be honest. What I know…

What’s the 3rd leg of the triangle?

It’s been an interesting week here at ye olde Snarkypants HQ. Lots of new clients and new blood and just a wee bit of overwhelm from me but that’s okay – I’ll clear it and keep rocking on. I love my personal coach and have talked about her many, many times here but she always manages to help me make sense of what energies are floating around me. Remember my…

Busy is good! (Right?)

Pal Christine and I had fun at the Monarch Workshop this past weekend. Such a diverse group of women doing all kinds of interesting things. Imagine creating a whole business out of confetti! :) And here I thought talking about woo stuff was hard to get people to believe, eh? We were definitely out of our element and tossed into a place where no one knew what I meant by…

I can haz glitter, yo!

Glitter in all things is always good! (Well, unless it’s in yer underpanties and then, not so good.) My pal Christine and I are jaunting off to Bridgeport CT Friday for a really fun workshop and I’m excited to be traveling again! (By train, this time.) Adventure awaits! (and noms and stuff) In other news: We haz moar baybehs! Ryan Alexander, Cousin O’Love’s grandson, was born on March 14th after…

Because I’m happy! (Clap along if you feel like happiness is your truth)

I’m pretty damn sure I’m not bi-polar but I swear sometimes the energies take me on an interesting ride. One minute I’m in the dregs, feeling like my ass is growing into the couch and the other, I’m bouncing off the roof for some reason, full of hope and ideas and joy! Today, I’m the latter. And hallelujah! I got up at 8am (that’s really late for me!), goofed around…

Letters I’ll never send, Part the third

    As part of an ongoing series, here’s the next installment of Letters I’ll Never Send Dear Person who keeps showing up in my dreams,  I miss you. A lot. And I can feel your energy waxing and waning around mine in the ether. You show up as a pilot taking me on a trip to Italy, as an actor in a play and as yourself, talking to me…

As a follow-up to my whiny ass post of a few days ago

  This says it all. And because what it says is so rich, I am choosing to ignore the shortening of the word because to bc. (Shudder) How come they can spell out potential but not because?  

Brotherly love

Meet William, the newest member of our family shown here with my own Godson of Love and Charm, Peter. I got to hold William (who couldn’t be bothered to open his eyes for the occasion) when I visited on Friday. Peter seems quite enamored with his baby brother, Luke not so much (that I could tell). What I found hilarious were the many, many questions about how Cousin O’Cool was…

Kicking up dust

Everything I’m trying not to feel or deal with is being kicked up. I keep trying to push it back down or away and it keeps popping to the surface, unwanted and unbidden. Here’s what’s swirling today: Do I seem like I don’t need people to ask how I am? Like, do I appear to be completely self-sufficient that I don’t need anyone to just say “how are you?” once…

Soon there will be babies for me to hold

  And I won’t have to rely on poptarts for love.  (heh) Cousin O’Cool’s still unnamed boychild shall be making his world debut this coming Thursday (our dearly departed Grandma’s birthday, by the way) and I can’t wait. Then Cousin O’Love’s first grandchild makes his world debut in early March. (No names are being divulged from that faction. What is it with people and their baby names? Out with it,…

Working from home gets mighty lonely

It’s been well documented on these here pages that I love being alone. I love the quiet. I love the peace.  And all that is true. Still, it’s lonely here some days. And I’ve been feeling that a lot more recently. Like people just don’t get me the way I want to be gotten, you know? Since #Sekritboyfriend is back on the road, I’ve been watching the livestream shows and…

People are fuckwits, ya know?

I love the word ‘fuckwit’ – it just sounds nice coming out of my mouth. It’s also British and I am down with the sensibilities of that culture (probably why I love Eddie Izzard so much!). Anyway, people are well and truly fuckwits. Not all, mind. Some. Here’s a thing you might not know about me: I have little rules in my head for the way things *should* go. For…

Sekrit Boyfriend show #6,598

Okay, it was really show number 10 actually and to keep up with the real fans of said boyfriend, I’d have to be on my 10th THIS MONTH! (I kid you not, those people are crazeee!) We saw him at Ram’s Head in Annapolis (the closest I’ve had the opportunity to see him) and it was a mid-afternoon “brunch” sort of show which completely and utterly befuddled dude. To top…

I dig drama from a distance

In my own life, I’m mostly a no-drama-llama but there are times when it calls to me so damn loudly that I have trouble resisting it. I do, of course, because my Guides have decreed it so and I tend to listen to them if I don’t want a smack upside my head. So, no drama. But watching it from a distance is entertaining when my own little life starts…

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