According to my dad he is turning thirty today

Sixty years ago today an incredible man was born on Friday the 13th.  My horror loving heart has adored this fact for about twenty-five years now. This, of course, is not the point. Instead I write about a milestone that my humble father does not believe is a true milestone in life. Instead of a big dinner, or party somewhere, I am writing about a man that has truly shown me what it means to always be there for someone and put others before themselves. Continue reading “According to my dad he is turning thirty today”


Bon voyage

Alrighty folks! After tomorrow you will not hear, or rather read, anything from me for the next seven days. I know, I know it sounds like a bad call you receive from Samara. My horror people will understand that one. But anywho, in all seriousness, I will miss you guys as I unplug. I just wanted to remind you all how awesome you are before I leave for my trip and that I’ll miss you! Happy vibes for you all!!  And trust me when I say that since I did not to accomplish as much as I wanted to in May that will be changing once I get back.  I’m sorry, not really sorry, for all the posts in advance.

Another meaningful inappropriate talk with my dad

After deleting today’s brand new General Hospital, instead of pressing play like I thought I had, my dad and I decided to watch Total Bellas instead.  I’ve become oddly addicted to these behind the scene shows about wrestling figures.  Continue reading “Another meaningful inappropriate talk with my dad”

Green hair does care

Happiness is Joker green hair.

I have had green hair since March fifteenth.  That’s right.  Two days before St. Patrick’s Day I willing bleached my hair at the salon and my amazing stylist, Katie Hartig, helped me achieve straight green locks.  I was beyond excited for my green hair debut.  Of course I’m always excited when I go into the salon and know I’m coming out with a new look entirely.  This was not because I hated having blue hair.  I actually loved having blue hair.  I remember initially when I made my decision to dye my hair blue I felt sad.  For some reason I felt more uplifted when my hair was blue than I ever have in life.  I cannot explain why, Continue reading “Green hair does care”

The answer is five, but may be four

I normally don’t take the time to just post mainly pictures, but I cannot help but share my adorable puppy off.  Thankfully our outside time consisted of less sneezing today and more cuddle time.  Continue reading “The answer is five, but may be four”

Spring is attempting to kill me per usual

Every Spring I embrace a bottle of allergy medicine.  This year I have found the pollen is the worst it has ever been for me and considering that my allergies triggered my vertigo a couple of seasons ago, I have found myself changing allergy pills for this lovely Spring allergy season.  I try to get as ahead of the game as I can.The rest of the year I can go back to my measly 10mg antihistamine, but for now I am in need of my 180mg version.  This is a sad truth.  A sadder truth is that I do not even have to step outside to have what I have dubbed a sneeze attack.  I have them most mornings, though since I had to take my allergy pill at night this weekend I’ve had them at night when I get home. Continue reading “Spring is attempting to kill me per usual”

Perception often causes alternate realities

I typically attempt being the bigger person. We all have our moments though where that becomes impossible. There is always a breaking point. I’ve had a lot of thoughts on this matter of late. Continue reading “Perception often causes alternate realities”

Gimmie a hell yeah for nineties wrestling

Let me tell you something brother!  This is one of the many catchphrases heard in what I consider the greatest era of professional wrestling.  There was something about growing up in what the WWE (WWF at the time) has affectionately dubbed the Attitude Era.  The truth is that era is not the only reason  nineties professional wrestling great.  There were so many elements that made my family and me to get in our cars, hop on Marta, and go to the arena to watch these matches live.  These were the days before all the nitty-gritty details were available online and in documentaries.  I don’t know if that necessarily made wrestling more magical or not, but I cannot say that wrestling today is exciting as it once was. Continue reading “Gimmie a hell yeah for nineties wrestling”

I’m still comfy on the big orange couch

Once upon a time, back in the nineties there were two popular programming blocks. One of them took place on Friday evenings, and the other on Saturday evenings. On Saturdays my friends and I sat in front of our television screens on a big comfy orange couch.  Continue reading “I’m still comfy on the big orange couch”

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