Polyglot. Adjective. Definition: Knowing or using several languages. Why not become a polyglot in all the love languages? A few days back, I was chatting online with a…… Read more “Live Happily Ever After: Become A Love Language Polyglot”
Look: I want to live more healthfully in 2020 and am really excited to do that. However, don’t, “Detox your gut sludge!”
Real, Honest Talk: If you are not feeling well, go see your doctor.
Once upon a time, I daydreamed that I could go back in time–I’d go to college in a beach-side town. I’d bartend. I’d live in the sun…… Read more “The Cost of Finding Yourself”
My husband and I both recently decided to take the plunge and get LASIK Eye Surgery with the fantastic doctors over at Maida Custom Vision. This is what I learned during the process.
It’s pretty obvious that bad things will absolutely happen over the course of a long relationship: illness, death, random acts of a furious and vengeful God/dess. The…… Read more “What “Marriage Takes Work” Actually Means”
Well, this malady definitely has its ups and downs. It’s lovely that there is such a quick fix for it in the form of a little pill,…… Read more “Hypothyroid: One Year(ish) After Starting Treatment”
It feels… suspicious… to be this consistently, blazingly happy. I have done nothing to earn it. I certainly don’t deserve it.
It feels as if I caught happiness like an illness, that it should only be mine for a little while, a jubilant delirium as transient as a butterfly. I keep expecting its flight, a return to normalcy, and yet… I seem to have found my new normal in joy.
Oh, 2018: Words can do you no justice, and yet still I try! What started as an astoundingly dismal, uncertain year quickly blossomed into the greatest love…… Read more “Cheers to 2018: Year of the Dog and Love”
The fun part about this condition is when my meds get upped. Three months later, I’m still likely on too low a dose; I’ll feel GREAT for about a week, and then start to get tired. My feet start to crack and get gross and crusty again. I’ll wake up like clockwork in the morning, and then start to struggle.
So, here I am: dose has been upped again, 75 mcg of levothyroxine. Third time’s a charm!