Unfiltered.

My poor husband. We’re enjoying a cozy Sunday snuggled into the couch, watching Ordinary Joe, making passing comments about how everything has to be woke these days, and then I grow noticeably more dissatisfied and grumpy so we turn off the tv and for the next thirty minutes I spill out all of the discouragement…

Here’s what I’m offering..

I’m not an influencer. I can apply my make-up with just enough competence not to look crazy. I have no desire to be famous. I haven’t lived among Nepali people in the Himalayas or started a non-profit for underprivileged skate-boarders. I can follow a recipe but haven’t created crazy delicious flavor-combos like tomato-feta pasta (is…

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I’m disengaging with social media for a little while. All of the back and forth liberally laced with vitriol and disdain for dissenting opinions leaves me anxious and disheartened. In layman’s terms: mean people suck. It’s not just the arguing and finger-pointing that’s got me down. I also have a weird compulsion to see what…