Trying to remember that life has been and can be good.

How many times can I frog this project before giving up and lighting it on fire?

Very niche humor here ;)

It's been years. YEARS! And re-runs of the 10th Doctor still have me sobbing.

Too old, and delicate of ear to remain at this drag show, I'm already enjoying my hotel room bathtub and some solitude. Not gonna lie though, if I have earplugs and a buddy, that would have been fun.

So, if I lean against this wall looking cool and aloof, no one will know how awkward I feel, right? RIGHT!?

It took 11 years up and down to finally see this nice round 3-digit number, but I did it! 25 more to go and then I'll re-evaluate. :)

I'm heading off to sing at our local TDOR service with some of my fellow UU folks. I really will try not to sob my way through it again this year. It's always a devastating night, but of course this year feels all more hopeless :(

Might as well share who I am! I'm a (band/drumline/theater) mom, sex educator, Unitarian Universalist, Ren-Faire/Faerie Festival geek, alto in the choir, hobbit-girl to my core. Pronouns are she/they.