Reading. Writing. Not Arithmetic.
1) Washing My Hands. I also made some hand sanitizer. My cuticles are shit now, but I understand it’s my duty to do this so as not to catch, and then spread, germs. The hand sanitizer is new for me; I never really jumped on that train. And I’m glad because recently, my manager at... Continue Reading →
In collaborating with a woman I sort-of know but would like to know better to start a Ladies & Money book club, I began reading our first book. I was nervous that I was starting too soon, as I am a very fast reader, and our meeting wasn’t for another twenty-two days. Coinciding with this... Continue Reading →
I have a new hat. It's mine. And I love it. A new friend made it for me, with her own two hands and a couple of knitting needles. When I say 'new friend' I mean that she and I recently met at a dinner party where, in the midst of our conversation she put her hand... Continue Reading →
This post is purely for my own informational purposes, but it's possible that some of my questions are also your questions; perhaps together we can get some answers. I'm talking about saving the planet and whatnot here. I recently read an article by Santa Rosa's leading acupuncturist (and all-around inspiring woman) Lorelle Saxena, about making small... Continue Reading →
The beautiful thing about being on vacation is the lack of guilt. Well, this vacation anyway. Some vacations aren't really all-consuming in their hazy sweaty sun-filled distractions and so guilt is allowed to creep in between the cracks, those moments or hours of downtime when you start to think about All Of The Things You... Continue Reading →
The latest round of 40 Days of Writing began today. Once I remembered, I thought, again, what is with this timing? A writing challenge that begins shortly before Thanksgiving and ends on Christmas Eve. As in, the busiest time of the year. Although lately, (for years maybe?) it almost doesn't matter what major holidays or... Continue Reading →
I found myself recently spending the afternoon with a virtual stranger. Scratch that - she was a literal stranger, but a virtual ‘friend’. Despite my tendency to not accept friend requests on social media from people I don’t actually know, somehow this woman and I had become ‘friends’ and, somehow, then found ourselves sharing a... Continue Reading →
Dress to make yourself feel good. I read the words in what was meant to be a sassy rebuttal to how society expects women to dress. I love the concept - wear whatever you want! Be confident! Fuck ‘em! Hard as I try, though, I haven't figured out how to do that: dress to make... Continue Reading →
I found my favorite orange sweater!!!! (So many exclamation points!!) Last night I was looking for a scarf to take on an overnight to San Francisco in case it got chilly because, well, it always gets chilly. I pulled one out that I hadn't worn for a while, and there it was: my orange sweater.... Continue Reading →
When I was 14 my dad took me, along with my older step-sister Erin, to see the Grateful Dead. He'd asked Erin if she could score some pot for the show, which she did. He then gave her a joint to share with me, having asked me beforehand if I'd ever smoked. I'd truthfully told him... Continue Reading →
Amanda Janik 