Wow. Not just wow, but fucking WOW! The amount of supportive responses to me "coming out" about my sobriety yesterday were nothing short of amazing. My @flirting_with_sobriety Instagram account gained another 40-something followers overnight and this blog's stats hit so hard, I set all-time records on the page. So, first and foremost, thank you. Thank …
I guess it is time to make it public knowledge. Over the course of the past year, I have been on a journey to sobriety. There is no tragic story to tell. No accident. No DUI. No medical diagnosis. No “holy shit” moment. It’s been more of a gradual “what am I doing to myself” …
I'm tired, ya'll. Not in the COVID, work, family, life-tired kind of way. It's more of a self-induced, stretching myself thin. Social media is amazing. It promotes. With the right tag, it can launch your words to thousands of different people from every walk of life. If you have more than one platform? It gets …
5:45. Lying in bed during one of those precious moments of in between, not asleep but not quite fully awake, I sensed a movement next to the bed. As I began to get my bearings, I realized that it was none other than Jesse the Cat. At 5:45 in the morning. Full-on psycho mode, bounding …
Happy Anniversary to ViCARIously Speaking! When I received the notification that my domain was automatically renewed, I figured that I must write a celebratory post. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing “this” for over five years now. And yes, I use the word “this” loosely. The past couple of years my efforts have amounted …
If you haven't guessed by now, I love to take the ridiculous moments in my life and turn them into a (hopefully) humorous post for you, my dear readers. Okay, so every now and again I like to spout off my opinion on religion, share a recipe and my latest diet trend, or a bee …
The death of a distant family member or friend, especially an unexpected one, produces a flood of emotions, to include the need to prepare and plan for the "what ifs". Over the past week, upon learning of the tragic death of an acquaintance, my husband and I quietly discussed our wishes in the event of …
7 inches. 7 heavy, penetrating, soft, dreamlike inches of... SNOW! (What did you think I was talking about, pervert?) I don't mind being cold. As long as there is snow. I don't mind the overcast, dreary days of winter. As long as there is snow. I don't mind being stuck at home because of the …
Two weeks after being diagnosed with a severe allergic response to limonene and fragrance mix II, my allergist added "propolis" to the list after a delayed response marker appeared on my back. Shit. Propolis is resin collected by honeybees used to fill crevices and to seal honeycombs. Fucking bee glue. Confused on why I would …
So as not to leave a cryptic, whoa-is-me post and disappear for days/weeks/months on end, I thought I would share my medical findings... I am a delicate flower. My blood tests came back good. Other than an extremely low alkaline phosphatase level and a high allergy response number (duh), there was nothing that concerned my doctor. My allergen …
