Only a year and a half late... When it came to naming my fifteen babies, I have looked to history and literature to find inspiration. I can't say my partner did the same when he named his half, but they're cute none-the-less.
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Cost of Being a Dog Mom to A Pack of Six
I love having a home full of dogs. I want to talk to y'all about the actual cost of raising and maintaining six dogs in a responsible way. It's expensive, worth it, but expensive.
Pride Month May Be Over But Here’s An LGBTQ+ Reading List
Pride may be over, but that doesn't mean we have to stop challenging and educating ourselves. Pride isn't a month, it's an existence for those of us in the LGBTQ+ community.
Hey! I’m Queer. Happy Pride!
Hey, y’all. I’m queer. Pansexual to be specific. This isn’t my coming out. I’m fully out of the closet. If I’m being honest, I never had an I’m-not-straight talk with anyone. It’s just been something that has existed as a solid fact in my life for a decade now. My non-heterosexual identity has been talked about for awhile, but as I get older, I’m feeling the need to live more loudly in my queer identity.
11… Habits I’m Trying to Re-Form This Summer
I spent 2019 and the beginning of 2020 working really hard to form a consistent and healthy lifestyle. Then February 2020 arrived with a pregnant rescue dog and quarantine quickly followed. My life changed almost instantaneously and all those habits I worked hard to maintain disappeared. I replaced my former self with a frenetic couch schlub, pack mom. I had wanted to have a slew of healthy habits in order by my 30th birthday. Oh hey, that arrived, and I don't have any of those good habits anymore. So I'm slowly working on bringing them back and maybe even some good new ones.
In Seven Days, I Turn 30 Years Old
In a week, I turn 30. I'm very much looking forward to it, but a small part of me is dreading it. Society deems women of a certain age unworthy of... everything, and I am now about to be a woman of a certain age. There are so many exciting things about aging, but my existence has always and almost solely been validated for the way I look. Who I am is just a bonus to the way I look for the man I'll one day trap/catch. The world has told me so many things about aging and my existence in the world. I would be lying if I said I hadn't ended up on the kitchen floor in a full on panic attack about aging in society.