Ahhh, you thought I’d given up – didn’t you? Thought I couldn’t finish a month long challenge, eh? Wrong. I just haven’t been posting shiz (#slacker). But no worries. We’ll catchya up. Actually, though, between catching the flu and suffering from a lifelong chronic condition of because:lazy – there were some days that I came thisclose to skipping on my #30daysofnewthings challenge (which, according to Ken-the-creator’s rules I decided to.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: Last week! The end!
(Did you read week 3 of #30daysofnewthings yet?) Fresh off’a my coffee habit on my #30daysofnewthings challenge (I’d decided to mostly quit the stuff), I forged ahead. Could I still be productive without my intravenous caffeine? The answer is: yes. In fact, last Saturday I sat exactly where I am now and found work-zen on Wegman’s upper floor. This is a gem I hope more of the grocery patron peons.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: the heartest challenge yet?
“I’ve got something you can do for your 30 Days…” my physical therapist told me. Despite my 100% reverence for him, I admittedly wanted to eyeroll. Or smirk. Or both, I’m not sure which. We were both in one’a those “mid-week” kinda moods. But for him, I imagine, it was even more frustrating. After all, I hadn’t been in in two weeks, my spine and hips were all misaligned, and.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: some’a this week’s adventures…
“Oh good, you’re just in time,” the crazed thirty year old in a turban said as she answered the door for her mother. To my credit, I’d had a long day and it wasn’t a turban – but a giant towel ‘do completing my freshly washed coif look on evenings such as these. And on this particular evening, I’d almost forgotten to complete my #30daysofnewthings task. So, naturally, I was.. Read More
Glowlar eclipse tonight. Rain or shine, bishes.
Duh. For someone who enjoys sky-watching, I’m not very attuned to where I need to be for stuff. Granted, I’d been told the aurora might visit NOVA a few days ago – so I was justified in hanging out in the freezing windblown chill, waiting for a rain of illumination above (no cigar). But had I studied up a little more on the who, what, and when (I may’ve missed.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: breathe and strike a pose
If I regret anything about tattoos, it’s that I didn’t get another one. Don’t worry – I’m only half serious. But had I gotten another, it’d have definitely been a watch on my wrist that says “JUST BREATHE, BITCH.” As a chronic spastic, I have so much trouble remembering the first rule of life club: breathe. Suck in air. Push it out. It’s so simple, yet I find myself suffering.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: Why I got this tattoo
I was just finishing up my morning writing Friday when I realized… “It’s Friday the 13th. And I’ve never celebrated it.” Immediately the novelty center that is the eye of the storm of this cerebral insanity in which I reside, began to speak to me – demanding we accomplish something new today – however small. A haunted tour? An abandoned house with a dark and homicidal backstory? There is a.. Read More
A funny thing happened on the way to the temple…
I was excited – but I had all the usual fears going on tonight. What if they don’t like me? What if I make an idiot of myself? What if they think I’m the Marla Singer of spirituality – a big tourist in a little Buddhist temple? As day seven of my #30daysofnewthings quest, I had planned to head out past Occoquan to a little Buddhist temple called “Ekoji”. I.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: inadvertent novelty ‘n signs
“Ashley,” I replied to the gentleman beside me, asking my name. I think he thought I was lying. We had both come to the same park and were having a chat through the windows of our cars. Although he’d invited me out to go feed some birds two feet away at the water, I was about to go on a run. So I told him I might swing by when.. Read More
#30daysofnewthings: exotic fruits, pants, and poses
As I’ve been bringing yoga into my #30daysofnewthings challenge, there’s something I’ve been avoiding: Anything where I’m relying on the upper body strength I don’t have to keep me from a supercharged faceplant fueled by the added weight of my graceless legs and man-like torso. “Day Four – I’ve never been permanently paralyzed before!” #newthings (Dear glob, please don’t let that be the price for my wanderlust and sense of.. Read More