Last week, I had the opportunity to attend the Fort Worth Symphony Orchestra’s “Mozart Gala.” The venue is beautiful. The musicians are passionate, dedicated, and beyond talented. And Mozart, while no Puccini, isn’t exactly a slouch. So, I’m sitting there, feeling pretty, letting the music wash over me, and out walks the guest pianist. He […]Read more "Bravo."
After a post on GUT, a friend posted the following response: I enjoyed your article. I’ve been suffering from acid reflux for over 10 years. I am curious what specific changes / steps you made to improve your gut health. I know which foods cause me the most problems, and the issue for me is […]Read more "Reflux? (this one’s for you Lance)"
I was recently asked, “what is one thing you tolerate in your life?” My first thought was, “well, I don’t tolerate much.” Thinking that tolerance was a negative thing. Meaning that I do not set aside my values in order to appease another. Of course, I had to check the definition. “Tolerate”, “accept”, and […]Read more "Tolerate"
Three posts on GUT. I am not a doctor, nor do I play on on TV. I just know that healing my gut allowed me to find greater health and wellness than I had ever conceived of. I am off of SIX prescription meds, have lost anywhere from 60-80 pounds (depending on the month, ha!) […]Read more "GUT. What’s a girl to do? REMOVE."
In honor of the DAY OF LOVE, (isn’t it silly/stupid/fucked up to designate a day for love? I feel the work of Hallmark at play) BUT, anyway, in honor of THE day, I read a lovely essay on “love” by Henry David. Y’all know I love me some HD. Interestingly enough, HD never married. […]Read more "love"
I consider my holiday season to begin on October 13 (Cai’s birthday) and end on Valentine’s day, which is tomorrow. During this timeframe, there are almost weekly family or national celebrations. And we celebrate with food. 20 lbs. Yup. 128 in September/October and 147 this morning. Lot’s of reasons. Lot’s of why’s. I am so […]Read more "Sugar, or the story of how I gained 20 lbs in 3 months."
There is a man. I have determined not to refer to him (or anyone for that matter) as a unicorn. Unicorns are fictional, mythical, magical creatures, and it is not fair to put these expectations upon another human being. An inherently flawed human being. (as we all are). I’ve been cooking. Cleaning. Grocery shopping. Purchasing […]Read more "Unicorns, cooking, and feminism."