Right before October hits, we are absolutely inundated with everything pink and be-ribboned for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. It’s gotten to the point that you almost can’t go to a store in October without seeing at least one thing pink and sparkly.
After my mom’s mastectomy, I stopped buying into it. Continue reading “Why I Don’t “Think Pink” in October”
I am terrible at finishing things. There, I said it. Wrote it. Whatever.
I have a really bad habit of starting a project and not seeing it through to completion. Don’t get me wrong, if it’s something I’m particularly excited about or it’s fall or winter and the weather is nice, I can usually find it in me to get it done.
But even then, this would explain why I have a about five different unfinished novels and countless craft projects in my room right now.
Also, yes, I’m just now figuring this out about myself. Hence, the mid-year resolution: finish things, dammit! Continue reading “My Mid-Year Resolution – Finish Things, Dammit!”
Currently, we are halfway through July already (wow and thank goodness) and my blog posting has dropped in frequency quite drastically. Where I was posting twice a week before, I’ve dropped down to once a week, at best. Sometimes less.
I want to apologize for that. And explain myself. Continue reading “My Apologies”
I was listening to a story on NPR the other evening about children using at-home digital assistants and the blurred line of technology versus friend, and all I could think about was the short story by Ray Bradbury (one of my all-time favorite authors) “The Veldt”. Continue reading “Fake Friends, Digital Assistants, and Ray Bradbury”
I’ve gotten myself into so many tough spots because I didn’t want to say no to someone. Not because I didn’t feel like I was allowed to or because I was afraid of what would happen if I did, but because I didn’t want to let someone down. I didn’t want to hurt their feelings or disappoint them. But then, when I agreed to something that I couldn’t follow through with, I actually did let them down, and I became anxious about it and distraught. Continue reading “No is a complete sentence.”