Beauty School Drop In

Guess what I did? Yep. After growing it long enough to learn to cut it myself, I went back to the pixie. And I went to my local beauty college and let a student cut it. Oh yeah, a pixie — the most unforgiving of any haircut mistakes — by a student stylist. Who does…

More Migrant Wellness

I’m traveling again. The year is only halfway done and I’m already on my fourth trip. I’m sitting in a coffee house now with a few hours before my next event. These are the frags I have neglected over the past couple of weeks: I forgot to flip Blazing for the second image. Or perhaps…

Open Road Wellness

I went away for a while. Did AirBnB, in two cities over four days. Some vacations are all about taking in. This one was all about emptying out. Not that I planned it that way. I didn’t plan it at all. I said yes to an invitation, packed a bag, chipped in for costs, and…

May Work Release

Been hanging on to this one for a while now. Time to clear it. Never managed a full post but you remember the joke, right? I am not going to manage a work release post in my usual way. May is gone. I didn’t get it done. A highlight reel takes the entire month to…

Good Sabbath

Sadness has passed as I said it would. I went to Hiking Church to express my gratitude. Although when home is this pretty, why would any need to change her scenery? Because it’s healthy. And sometimes hilarious. Considering my post from last week I was most amused to find this woodpecker damage. On the Christian…

All The Sacrilege

The woodpecker who tries to peck Jesus every year has returned. He’s out there banging away at the metal Messiah. It reverberates through the gully and into my house. The Jesus Crack House. So named for the giant cracks in the brick facade on the West end, and for the giant crucified Jesus which looks…

Wellness Today–Been So Far

Come on, people. Who would want to be less informed? Less educated? Less experienced? Who would want to be less knowledgeable or less skilled than she is now? — Mercy

Until I’m Not

I’ve been hanging on to my frags this week but not writing about them. Because I’m sad. I am sad. For several days in a row now. Doesn’t matter why; sadness is part of life. It is unavoidable. Everyone feels sad. Even happy people. So, what to do about it? Nothing. There is nothing to…

Wash That Gay Right Out Of My Hair

What are the odds? I publish a blog about a bisexual bob and THIS is the shampoo I’m offered in a hotel the very next weekend. It was another quick road-trip weekend for me and Peaco. Unfortunately our streak of rain-outs continues and he was stuck in the hotel and/or my bag for most of…

Today’s Wellness Brought To You By The Number Eight

I go on and on about how wellness is work. It doesn’t just happen. We have to work at it. And we’re never done. We never arrive at wellness. We practice it, or more to the point, we practice its maintenance. This morning’s work was not a run. The work was getting myself out the…

Hysterical Head, Bisexual Hair

Imagine you have long hair. Girl or boy, doesn’t matter. Long hair, no bangs. Boys and girls alike wear their hair this way. Imagine that by May the daily temperatures where you live are already above 90 degrees. You try to wear a ponytail. Or a bun. Or a man-bun. Or tuck it up in…