Sometimes being treated like a girl is a real insult. I used to lift weights. I used to lift heavy things. I used to not be such a wuss. That was all before I was disabled. I’m eight percent permanently disabled from my degenerative disks in my back. Some days it is literally a pain …
When I step foot inside a Home Depot I feel like I can’t breathe. My chest begins to tighten up, and I feel anxiety. It’s not a normal reaction, but I did not have a normal childhood. I spent summer days trailing, behind my Dad in stinky hot Home Depot. I should have spent my …
Why am I blogging? My hands are like claws right now from nine hours of holding a paint brush.. But my taco dip is in the oven and I need to write down the recipe right now before I forget and before the oven beeps. Taco Dipground turkey, cookedfeta cheese or goat cheeseyour favorite …
Two hundred and fifty dollars worth of paintfour paint brushestwo paint rollersnine hours of paintingone loaf of totally inedible gluten free bread I made in the bread machineone bathroom fully paintedsix kitchen cabinets now painted burnt redone bedroom painted (And it looks so awesome!)five hundred ants all over my house! (Do they love paint fumes …
My dad just called me to ask me if I would go dust his rattle snake. Does this happen to anyone else? Just to clarify, the rattle snake is dead. He is in the process of skinning it to make a belt. I guess he left it in the kitchen window ( “Because it’s …