The more things change, the more they stay the same. Or something like that. Fourteen years. I’ve been writing Laughing at Chaos for fourteen years today…
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Trapped Under Something Heavy Way back a billion years ago in Internet Time, in the heyday of bloggers and blogging community, a crafting blogger I followed…
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Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doooo they say it’s your birthday…. It is indeed my birthday. 46. A number I’m happy to have reached with my…
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And like that (dramatic finger snap), summer is over. Yeah, the temperatures might still be deliciously warm and the sun still high in the sky, but…
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Life is what happens when you’re making other plans. — Allen SaundersPriorities are what unexpectedly change when you’re busy living life. –Me Many years ago, when…
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Recently I was digging through some old flute music, looking for pieces for students. Two things struck me as I pawed through my filing cabinets. The…
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Welcome, all you young whippersnappers! Thank you for coming to today’s session, Pro Tips for the Midlife Woman! I’m sure you’re wondering just what the hell I’m…
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I am entirely out of flonks. Flonk bereft. My field of flonks is not only barren, it is overfarmed and sown with salt; flonk dust is blowing in the wind.
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I’ve chosen a word of the year since 2011. Some years have been more…ahem…successful than others, in having my mind follow the word.
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So after 13 years of blogging, I find myself at a new place in life. It may reek of feet, stale food that is still on the plate you took to your room four days ago what is wrong with you I swear to GOD I’m gonna have words with your mother!, and Febreeze (yes, it’s bottle of liquid chemicals, but for the love of being the only female in the house, can we lift a grateful HALLEFREAKINGLUJAH to the heavens above for Febreeze?), but it’s calm(er) here. There are fewer tears, and those that do break through are about 51/49 in favor of tears of laughter over those of pain, frustration, and fear. I have more time for projects that interest me, more time for my students, more time for life.
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