Party Like It’s My Birthday

Today is my fortieth birthday, and what’s a big birthday for if not to motivate you to get shit done before you die?

With that in mind, I’m starting this new blog as a place to publish all the little essays and whatnots I’ve been tinkering with for more years than I care to admit. They will not be perfect, but they will be finished. Maybe one day they will add up to a book, if books still exist by then.

To stick with the theme, I’ll aim to publish forty posts by this time next year. That works out to 3.33 posts per month. (Full disclosure: I used a calculator to figure that out.)

These days I spend most of my time caring for my children, buying groceries, and moisturizing. I come from a long line of people with ashy elbows and scaly shins. When my cousin and I were little, my grandmother would show us her feet and then laugh while we screamed.

Anyway, all of the child-rearing and grocery shopping and moisturizing leaves little time for things like writing, which brings me back to the point of this blog. I hope you will join me on this journey. There will be self-discovery and self-deprecation, lots of self-consciousness and self-doubt, maybe a little self-pity, but definitely no self-immolation. It should be fun.

In the meantime, I’ll also be working on some of my other goals, which include showering more, fitting into all of my pre-pregnancy pants, and catching up on Homeland.

See you soon.










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