Life is: Thinky

This category consists of life stories, writing, ideas I think about and want to explore.

My Son’s Stuffed Animals Are Sentient …

I have definite favorite stuffed animals in the house- based on their personalities. Some are bland, don’t say much, and rarely make an appearance, and even though this sums me up perfectly, these aren’t the ones I favor. It’s the…

Our Perception of Reality is Wrong

Here is what I am struggling with mentally. Along with 20,000 other things, but this one is one I am sort of enjoying figuring out. Does that make sense? Some mental struggles are ridiculously painful and annoying, while others are…

I Give Thanks For You

Every once in a great while, I have the ability to be serious for a brief moment. I would like to take this opportunity to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving, even if you ain’t American. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone…

A Two Word Post

See you tomorrow. (This totally counts as a post.) I’m having too much fun with my child to focus on a post. See you tomorrow. How many words is this? Not 2. I am cutting edge. Here’s a photo:

I Have Guinea Pig Fever

Shit. I’m in the mad throes of a pre-Christmas animal obsession, and it’s all about Guinea Pigs. Beckett spent an entire 2 days in the middle of his latest anxiety bout telling me how much he wants a Chihuahua, so…

All About Mrs. Lifewhack

Photo by Lance Anderson on Unsplash You didn’t think you were going to get through 30 days of me posting without me indulging in talking alllll about myself. I was the shyest kid in all of my classes growing up. I had terrible…

Things I Saw on This Day

Seeing as how it’s Friday, and tomorrow is Saturday, and the following day is Sunday, I have things to do, places to be, people to mingle with. Therefore my next 3 posts will be fairly short and sweet. Today, for…

My New Skincare Products Discovery

image I fancied myself a lover of skincare since I was a teen, and during a quarter-life crisis in my late 30’s, enrolled in Esthetics school. During those 6 months, I waxed hair from every imaginable surface of the human…

My Own Personal NanoBloMo

Blow me? What? No, I’m not being crude for once. But I am taking on a scary (for me) goal. I am going to write one blog post each day for the whole month of November. Why am I doing…

Let’s Agree to Just Not Speak …

I’m terrified to speak and doubly scared to share my opinions on social media. Mostly on Facebook, a semi-regular occurrence is that someone will make a big show out of pointing out that they’ve taken extreme offense at words another…

My Imaginary Conversation With an Elder Who …

My dad knows better than to comment even a tiny little comment about my parenting style. He recently lived with us for about 9 months and 11 days and witnessed little Beckett at his mental worst. Little Beckett has been…

Imitation Crab is the Devil

My 9 year old has his share of food quirks, but they’re mostly healthy. I mean, sure, he is enamored with those solid sugar things you dip in liquid sugar and then in powdery sugar and then suck straight into…