I wondered how long it would take before I saw this insight somewhere.

Your saison description in the 1st edition of the “Beer Bible” is what I strive to emulate in my writing. Wowza.

Ooo that can be repaired! I would patch it with something that doesn’t blend in but with something that is decorative and stands out 🥰

I came to say that it is ok. It is ok to wallow. It is ok to not pull yourself together. It is ok to feel. Sometimes someone outside our own brain needs to tell us it is simply ok to just be. Just remember to brush your teeth and wash your face, oh, and eat something semi healthy. Then take a nap.

Trust me when I say there are a lot of us who know it isn’t just will power or a failure. We need patients who are willing to put in the work, have a health system that looks at the entire person, and the money to do all of the above.

Until we have universal healthcare, drug price control and a medical system which is built to support the basics (mental health, nutrition, movement, sleep and substance use disorders) tossing needles at every patient who needs help, myself included, is not sustainable. Period.

At this point we do no know the long term side effects of being on this for years. I’m also seeing the horrible side effects and hospitalizations which occur due to the medications. We are also giving people false hope—-here, lose all this weight until you can’t pay $30-45 per day out of pocket.

As both a provider (I’m a nurse practitioner) and someone who has struggled with their weight for years, I am excited for the breakthroughs in medication—-BUT—-the utilization of these meds needs to be done while treating all the reasons someone carries extra weight which is NOT happening.

Same. All day long I worked in the house monitoring my steps because……. #ouraring #applewatch

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all. /Fin

I can’t believe how difficult it is to let go of projects. I have one that I recently straight up stopped after two forced starts and stops. Called my sister who gave me permission to let go.

Mine was over 10 years, probably closer to 15. 😵‍💫

Mine doubles as an office. I recently realized it morphed into a deeply dusty shrine to things past and was no longer a place that brought joy or encouraged creativity.

I love this question so much. I consider myself a curious, aspiring polymath. It is how I flipped my zillions of interest and feeling fickle into a well rounded super power so to speak.

I knit, quilt, read, SCUBA dive, write for the beer/spirits/food industry, cook/can/ferment things….