Broken mirrors

"She always did put too much of herself into her creations..." My name is Lavender. I'm chronically ill, neurodiverse, a geek, a sometimes comedienne (intentionally or otherwise), a foodie and I (burnout aside) care a lot about social justice. And the WordPress community. I used to know how to talk about trauma. And, I will … Continue reading Broken mirrors

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Fandango’s Flashback Friday: Messages in a Bottle #21 Meteorologic Misanthropy Miniseries Intro flashback

Fandango over at This, That and the Other has come up with a fun challenge to expose readers to some of our earlier blog posts they, "May have missed." Re-post a post from this same date (September 17th) in a previous year. This turns out to also be an excellent excuse to keep posting something … Continue reading Fandango’s Flashback Friday: Messages in a Bottle #21 Meteorologic Misanthropy Miniseries Intro flashback

Orange You Glad I Reminded You?

There's no knock-knock joke here. Orange is the most common awareness ribbon color for ADHD Awareness Month. ADHD Awareness Month being in October is about the only 'awareness' anything that I can ever remain even vaguely aware of. Because there are entirely too many awareness months - and colors, and ribbons! - and my brain … Continue reading Orange You Glad I Reminded You?

Meteorological Misanthropy #5: Pop Goes the Explosions?

I'm cheating a little with this particular Meteorological Misanthropy because I'm not talking about any real explosions. I'm not even talking about any real fires. (Other than the fire sale on Wall Street, I guess!?) Heck, I'm not even talking about any real lightning. I'm talking about CGI lightning. Very unrealistic CGI lightning at that. … Continue reading Meteorological Misanthropy #5: Pop Goes the Explosions?

Use the Space Force, Luke

Pop quiz: Does the fact that Donald J. Trump Jr. openly refers to anyone who opposes Trump as The Resistance(tm, Lucasfilms and Disney) suggest: The Trumps know Democracy is dead And they know they killed it That Lord Dampnut is now an official Sith moniker That Trump is so delusional he will soon order Space … Continue reading Use the Space Force, Luke

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thanksgiving Time

*Arrives home later than expected for a short week* Lavender: "I got hung up at work dealing with my least favorite people. Guess who?" *Partner proceeds to list in order: 1) my family, 2) the administrative staff of each and every group home prior to the One Horse Townhouse in the 9th Circle of Hell, … Continue reading Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thanksgiving Time

Cantrips and Catechisms

CW: Mentions of Southern Evangelical religious beliefs that are pretty darn scary and in my mind qualify as genuine trauma. Also mentions of other forms of childhood trauma. All from the past, though, not the present. So, don’t worry! I promised….about two months ago...to tell the story of how I unmasked about trauma and neurodiversity … Continue reading Cantrips and Catechisms

Messages in a Bottle #16: Meteorologic Misanthropy Miniseries Intro

My next three blog posts were all originally written in August/early September, at the height of Gentrification Moving "Hey, Climate Change Affects the Northeast, Too!" Season. During the past six weeks of meteorological tristate/microstate (plus parts of Canada) mayhem, I've tackled a new job, a new lease, planning a move, temporarily doubling my old commute … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #16: Meteorologic Misanthropy Miniseries Intro

Trust in Mental Health Treatment #6: Axe to Grind

Actual texts sent to my Partner from my psychiatrist appointment: Lavender: "Mental health treatment is bullshit. I got the first appointment with my psychiatrist at 8:30am - knowing how ridiculously early that is – and I honored that commitment to wake up on a weekend to be available for rehearsal. It’s 9:45am and he hasn't … Continue reading Trust in Mental Health Treatment #6: Axe to Grind

Messages in a Bottle #15: Sharkna-Don’t-Mess-with-Me

After a few blessed days of rain, it has resumed being entirely too hot to live, and my creative juices are currently leaking out my ears and puddling on the floor. But, at least my brain is only melting, rather than being constructed entirely out of (presumably also melting) cheez whiz. I am fully lucid … Continue reading Messages in a Bottle #15: Sharkna-Don’t-Mess-with-Me