Midnight Wild Child Gypsy Dreamer: The Middle

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt, It lies behind stars and under hills, And empty holes it fills, It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter. – J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit Tuning out the voices was easier than I ever imagined it to be.  I decided…

Beachy Days and Just Short of a Decade

Now that we are almost two months through surgery recovery and lifestyle changes I can report that even though it has gotten easier it has not gotten any less annoying.  I am two months sober from alcohol, tylenol, and several other medications that could have aided in my allergy fest that I had experienced earlier…

Morphine Rambles

Let me take you back to something that I wrote while laying in the hospital bed waiting for my gallbladder to be removed.  I was connected to a Morphine drip in order to dull the pain and news that the  doctors were unsure if I could make it to surgery in time before my gallbladder…

Inviting

There is all this crime in the world.  In fact you can not even turn on your TV without hearing about some horrible thing that has happened, but most of us take a deep breathe of relief that it did not happen to them or around them.  This is not one of those stories.  This…

An Open Letter to all Parents (and to be)…

Dear Parents and Future Parents, Please have enough sense and respect to not send your child to school when they have an illness or other annoying, pesky ailment like lice.  I understand that many of you work and “can’t afford” to keep your kids home from school, but some situations demand you to do so.…

Lost in the Snow

I had a whole post written that I started on Friday, added a little more to it on Saturday and finished it this morning, but when I went to post it it was lost. Ugh. Stupid phone app.  I will not lie – it was witty, fun, heart warming with a side of anger and…

Wrapped up in Themselves: Part 3

I had just landed in Portland when I heard all my voice mails.  I had a warrant out for the delinquency of a minor.  I tried to explain the situation to my parents on the way home from the airport, but I have always felt that they thought that I was hiding something.  The truth…

Wrapped up in Themselves: Part 2

At the time I was a smoker.  I spent most of my time at the party sitting on the back patio with a cigarette and beer in my hand.  I didn’t dance so you didn’t catch me in the main rooms of the house.  I was only lured inside because a boy that I began…

The Gypsy Series: The Unwanted Location

I waited longer than I should have to pack up for New Mexico.  I started to slowly pack weeks before, but never reached a point of near completion until the final couple days before the movers arrived. I had a broken hand at the time limiting the amount of weight I could handle when packing and my mother-in-law…