Thanks for Noticing…

20 October 2017

You may have noticed my absence on some “social” media services.

I gave up on facebook – the algorithms just didn’t do anything for me. I felt like I was back in 1997 on Geocities having to click on individual pages to catch up with the people I knew. Even after using Social Fixer, HT to Cheryl for that, it was a hot mess, and I grew to hate FB more than before. It had become a time suck of posts from weeks before showing up on my “Most Recent” feed. The ads and the filler posts “so and so liked this article” – “so and so checked in here” – that is great for them but post that shit on their wall, not mine. I wanted more content and less filler.

So, here I am; back at the blog, Pinterest, and for now – Instagram. But I’m betting FB will ruin that too.

Here is my most recent incarnation of the blog. You will find both journal style writing and single pages on different rambles that mean something to me.  I make no apologies for how I live my life because after all, I am the ONLY one I have to blame at the end of the day for how I sleep at night.

Love, with lots more to come so just give a girl some patience.

Memories of Vaughn’s Mill Road

11 October 2017

moonlight beams over mountain tops
the changing color of the leaves

a faint Autumn breeze haunts the valley
and her creatures

it is not only the leaves that change
every year I become a child again

fireplaces burning throughout the cold nights
evening stars shining a blanket over our nocturnal souls


I wrote this after my parent’s passed away in 2002 – jotted it down on the notebook. I stumbled across this poem this morning. I miss them so much, sitting on the deck with them, listening to the night sounds of the Blue Ridge Mountains.


7 May 2017

We sent in our DNA to 23andMe a few weeks ago, and I’ve received mine and we are anxiously awaiting Michael’s. I am so impressed. It is amazing to see all of the detailed reports, fascinating.

To see where my story started, looking over the “TRAITS” reports. And yes, there is a reason why I drink so much caffeine. GENES.

If you are interested in learning about your ancestry, your health markers or just curious about DNA — check them out.

From this moment …

26 September 2014

We are getting ready to embark on the road trip of a lifetime this morning and I find this tidbit in my email —


LOUP, what wouldn’t you give to live, love, and be happy, deliriously happy, forevermore?

Well, that’s just it, you needn’t give anything, LOUP. Just decide to live, love, and be happy, deliriously happy, from this moment forward.

Easy enough. See you on the road.

Notes From The Universe

15 September 2014

I subscribe to and get little random notes from “The Universe” in my email. I will start sharing the ones that I like. You can sign up for your own notes for free.



Sometimes, it’s easy to forget that you always have options.

That your power has remained intact.

And that everything, up until now, has just been practice for the really, really good stuff.

The Universe


29 August 2014

This is how I am feeling today. I am tired of people and news and things. I need to unplug and let go.

I am mortified by the overwhelming ignorance that is running rampant in this country and I want to escape to a place of reason and calm.

Stupid people scare the shit out of me, especially the ones that don’t know they’re stupid. When I was 8 my Daddy taught me the difference between ignorant and stupid and I can handle ignorant – as long as there is a will to understand – but STUPID there is just no need for it.

namaste, asshole

14 July 2014

Out and about yesterday Himself spotted a pro-wolves bumper sticker. This always excites me to see others who love wolves and such. As we got closer we saw several enlightened stickers. The last one I saw before the driver flicked his cigarette butt out of his window said “What difference do you make?” with a lovely image of Earth.

I am not even kidding.

We got alongside him and I rolled down the window and shouted at him “WAY TO SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT — ASSHOLE!!”

Not the most zen thing to do — but it was better than my first instinct to jump out of the car, picking up the butt and flicking it BACK into his face.


15 June 2014

Thomas Franklin Gibbs, Jr … my daddy. I am sad that I can not sit with you on a “beer night” while we listen to good music and talk about life. There are so many things I still want to talk with you about. I know I’ve said this before but thank you so much for being my DADDY. Thank you for the help with my math homework, thank you for protecting me, thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life. Most of all thank you for giving a wonderful life to Mamma. You will always be the best man I’ve ever known.

Daddy and I

Happy Father’s Day

Self Care

3 June 2014

I am very lucky that I have found something that helps me with Fibromyalgia. It helps a little too well because about a week before the next treatment my energy starts to wane and the aches come back. My issues with dizziness, vision, headaches, brain fog … you get the pictures… start popping back up. The trouble is that for the first few days after their return I think I am dying – I have forgotten that these things were my normal.

Friday I go in for another Lidocaine Infusion. As I said I am very fortunate that I have something that helps – there are so many that haven’t found anything that helps them.

But – having your illness masked and the daily issues diminished so much that they are but mere background noise has drawbacks. My self-care goes down the drain once the treatment kicks in. I forget that I am sick. I am not sure if it just happens because the pain is reduced or if in some part of my being I want to believe that I am healthy.

I had appointments today and fun stuff planned and I just can’t face it — it sucks. This morning I am making a promise to myself to be better at self-care. I don’t ever want to give up trying new things or pushing myself to move. However, I need to reign my enthusiasm in a bit, because I am just hurting myself by over-doing and not listening to my own cues to slow down and take care.

I Am

19 May 2014

“People are too complicated to have simple labels.” ― Philip Pullman

I really dislike labels. I think I am much more complex than a tag or denomination. I am more valuable than any sign you can hang at my door.

I am not more or less than anyone else because of these labels so it shouldn’t matter. But, everyday people want to put a sign on you, pack you away in a neat box and slap a sticker on it. This person is religious, that person is vegan. She is tattooed, he is a father.

“So, what are you – Atheist?”

“You don’t LOOK handicapped!”

If you want to have a conversation with me and we discuss ideas and beliefs – hit me up. I’m game. But if you just want the rundown of what it takes to be me — read this and save your breath next time we meet.

that is the only label I need