Basic Needs in Cowtown (Or Really Anytown!) The good news is that I’ve been in my rental building for almost two months now, and I’m still not in the intercom system. That means when Canada Post tries to deliver packages, the delivery person can’t find me, and I’m forced to leave my hibernation mode and […]
Conversations With God
And, No, I Don’t Mean: Gerard Butler I Had a Hissy Fit at My Maker Here’s the deal: I’m a God-believing, church-service-watching, Joel-Osteen-preaching Jesus-freak. Whaaat? Oh, I know that statement alone is gonna scare off a bunch of y’all readers, so I need the rest of y’all to share my blog posts so I can […]
This Blog Post Does Not Talk About My Vagina #LOVEYYC
Calgary Update In Calgary almost three weeks and here’s what I know … Calgary people are friendly. It’s weird. Like walking down the street, they smile and say hello, and it’s really discombobulating. In Vancouver, people walk by, earbuds in, and look at their Prada loafers or off into the horizon of concrete. Calgary real estate […]
Dr. Feel Good Plus AJ RX: SnapSnicker aka Snapchat Episode 3
Warning: This Blog Talks About My Vagina. (Yes, Again.) Whoops! Forgot to publish this one. Sorry, it’s a little late outta the gate. *meh, shrug* I’m visiting family before heading off to Cowboy Land. While at my brother and sister-in-law’s place, I mention that I’d like to get “checked out” before heading off to a […]
How to Get Over Depression Fast! (If Temporarily.) Snapchat Episode 2
#DepressionSucks(TheLifeOutOfMeAndYou) Hey! I wrote this some time ago and thought I’d posted it (somewhere), but I can’t find it, so here it is, possibly again. I’ll blame my memory loss on the pit I was in at the time. Depression messes with the mind and renders those suffering with it helplessly forgetful. That’s my story […]
On Cellulite, Chin Hairs and Calgary
Brené Brown says that when we share our shame randomly and indiscriminately we’re just looking for attention—and by “we,” I mean “me!” I say, “Shame on shame, baby!” Though, hmm, I’ll admit that some restrictions do apply, namely: if you’re a Peter-file, then maybe there should be some shame there. Or maybe not, I dunno, […]
How To Cure Depression With Snapchat! Episode 1
Depression Caused by Loss of A Loved One ― Namely, MLM… This is an impromptu post—I haven’t written in so long that I feel a little guilty. Well, not really. But whatever, I wanted to share some silliness in case it helps boost your mood. I started doing Snapchat for My Sister (and myself) after […]
And THEN I Became A Lesbian. Almost.
Almost, people! Almost! So I’m sitting at the take-out bar in Tacofino chowing down on a big-ass chorizo burrito and inadvertently eavesdropping on the convo next to me. I’m alone, so what else am I gonna do? Listen to the incessant thoughts roaming around in my mind? That’s been boring so far: Maybe I should […]
That’s How I Became A Phone Sex Operator. Almost.
My Terms and Conditions text reply … Payment in advance Paypal: mailto:findme@wingmam.com US$500/hr; min 1hr fee charged US$125/15 min after 1st hr (65/70/75min=$625; 80/85/90min=$750) By appt—24hrs; limited availability on weekends If you call w/o an appt & I answer, time & 1/2 Text only to make appt No personal questions about me No naughty comments directed […]
And Then I Went To L.A. For An Audition…
Before we get to the juicy bits—not my juicy bits, the juicy bits of this story—let us meander back to where this trip originated from … when I was 10 years old. If you read my memoir, you might recall the shyness-overtakes-me-again-dammit episode where I’m the star runner of track and field, and on the […]
