A Witch’s Beginnings, part 1

In the past, I’ve spoken vaguely about how I came to Wicca, which shifted to Paganism, which has turned into agnostic witchcraft, which continues to shift as I continue to search. But, I haven’t spoken about where I was prior to that, or really delved into the meat of the journey which brought me to … Continue reading A Witch’s Beginnings, part 1

Happy Thanksgiving

Isn't it convenient that Thanksgiving is always on a Thursday, and I occasionally post in a category called Thankful Thursday? It wasn't even planned. Like most Americans, I'm spending the day watching TV and gorging on turkey, mashed potatoes, and gravy (and rolls and deviled eggs, which are the unsung heroes of Thanksgiving). Like a … Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving

TMI Tuesday: Halloween > Christmas (the TMI part is WHY)

It's Halloween, witches! I love Halloween. I've always loved Halloween. As a little kid, I couldn't think of anything more fun than dressing up, have everyone in the neighborhood tell me how cute I am, and getting pounds and pounds of free candy. I mean, come on. That's the dream. As I got older, Halloween … Continue reading TMI Tuesday: Halloween > Christmas (the TMI part is WHY)

Thankful Thursday: Mom

Today is my mom’s birthday. Which falls on a Thankful Thursday. How convenient. She’s already made me make a post at gunpoint I’ve already posted about what a good mother she is, but in honor of her birthday, let’s make another. Like I mentioned in my last post, she pretty much raised my brother and … Continue reading Thankful Thursday: Mom

Thankful Thursday: Support Network

Something has changed with my unemployment compensation. I used to certify for my benefits once every two weeks, but this week I got a notice to certify even though it has only been one week. I'm incredibly paranoid that my unemployment has run out and that was my last week of receiving benefits (even though … Continue reading Thankful Thursday: Support Network

Sundays are for Donuts

When I was a little kid--way back in the day when kids still went trick-or-treating and my dad still pretended he loved my mom and I had a semi-functional family--we used to have a tradition. Kind of. I always thought of it as a tradition, at least, in my little seven-year-old way. My dad worked … Continue reading Sundays are for Donuts