New Pride Unlocked: Seattle’s 50th Anniversary 🌈

The most calming afternoon whilst talkin’ books on the phone with an old friend. And yes— I definitely snoozed off for a few hours and was woken up with tussled bangs by that glorious creature.

happy pride

It’s official. I have my own dog for the first time. Meet Lapis Lazuli.

Are folks allowed to start posting on here after a six month long hiatus? Because, Hi.

Marry Me, Harvest Goddess🌿

I don’t know who to send this to as everyone I know still drinks but I guess I can share it in this space as I am somehow still here.

Every year I tell myself I’m not going to fly anywhere.. and every time I end up traveling to at least three different states. I wish I could have enjoyed these places more instead of going through all the trauma and heartbreak of survival. Hopefully next year will be better and unfamiliar.

Not many folks know how much effort I put into sending out at least 40+ handmade holiday cards every year.. I even make my own envelopes because I’m an extra achiever that hates themselves apparently.

In one month I turn 30 years old.

Six years young and I didn’t stand a chance. I knew immediately. Forever grateful for having a queer brother that introduced me to these strong, loving and protective women.

The Goal: introduce the half draft horse to the newly acquired welsh pony.

Oh Oklahoma. I’ve come full circle.

Babe get your pjs on we’re going to see killers of the flower moon