2018, It's So Nice To Meet You!

2018, It's So Nice To Meet You!

It's a new day. Literally. January first has rolled around once more and for the first time in a few years, I haven't started the new year in a panic.

For the past few years, the month of December always brought about an impending feeling of failure and lack of progress starting around my birthday.

Many goals had been set, but few would be accomplished. Places I had wanted to see had been left untraveled. Suffice it to say, the new year was always that constant reminder of what I hadn't done.

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Bullet Journaling: Organization On Your Terms

Bullet Journaling: Organization On Your Terms

Like many parents, I’ve been trying to get my life together post kids. I used to be super organized and so system driven that I even considered a career in professional organizing.

Fortunately that was not my calling yet I still lived for everything having its place and managing a fairly simple calendar of social and work events. Keeping a neat and tidy home was much easier regardless if it was the tri-level town home we once had in the burbs or a loft in the city.

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I'm not a writer by any means, but these are the three main reasons I write

I'm not a writer by any means, but these are the three main reasons I write

In no world where the internet doesn't exist where any human privileged enough to have access to wi-fi and products designed by Steve Jobs, and can self publish their elementary ramblings to the world, would I be considered a writer. 

But that's not the world we live in. And people pay me to write the thoughts in my head on the internet. So I've been criticized as a writer, but that would be unfair to every human who's taken the craft of scribing words serious enough to study and practice getting better at it. 

Because my writing style is more or less, get lost in my feelings about some subject, smoke marijuana, and spew it all out - guts and all - unfiltered, in one long rambling medicated rant that only makes sense to myself at the time, but almost always leads me to shame if I dare to go back and read my own thoughts aloud. 

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People don't wanna hear good news, and that's a damn shame because sh*t is awesome for me right now

People don't wanna hear good news, and that's a damn shame because sh*t is awesome for me right now

I just had a daughter. She's five months old, and the best thing ever. Sure, she cries and shits and won't let her mother and I get full night's sleep - seriously, it's been 5 months since we've had a full night's sleep - but she's simply the best thing ever. She recognizes me with a smile each and every time. A huge toothless smile. All gums. All genuine. I dare you to name one person or even animal in your life that recognizes you with a huge genuine smile that says, "I'm actually really happy to see your face right now." If you can, you're already richer than most billionaires. Now imagine that person is your own flesh and blood? Now imagine you know that joy is temporary because babies grow the fuck up. So I savor every smile, multiple times per day, for as many days she's willing to bless me with them. 

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