I Can’t Stop Thinking About My Brother Tonight

(www.sass-pants.com) — Most days I’m fine. It’s been almost 6 years since my brother Jesse died. But tonight, I can’t get him out of my head. These nights, playing my guitar is what gets me through. Or maybe it makes it worse. I honestly haven’t decided yet. Yet. Like it just happened. But it’s been 2,071 days.

I try to play other songs on these nights, but my fingers keep drawing me back to the song I played at his funeral, on his guitar. We were 5 years apart in age, and we were finally getting to the point where we had stuff in common. I had picked up guitar (not well, I must admit) in high school and then he followed in my footsteps at about the same age. We jammed when I came home from college to visit. If you could call it jamming, I guess, and to be fair you probably couldn’t. But it was so much fun. Continue reading

Freecycle and Other Dangerous Passions

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(www.sass-pants.com) — It’s a brilliant concept, this Freecycle, but also a horrible temptation. What? You have a non-working lawnmower you don’t need? And I can have it? For free? I’m on my way. A giant bag of sweet potatoes (ahem, ahem, tonight’s endeavor)? I’ll be there in 20 minutes. Two hundred only slightly used manila folders? Sign me up!

My whole reason for joining Freecycle in the first place was to get rid of stuff I don’t need that I would hate for someone to have to pay for (read: that I’m too lazy to take to Goodwill). But it seems like for everything that goes out, something else comes in. And for everything that doesn’t go out, something else also comes in. In short, it’s backfired. Continue reading

7 Random Facts About Kristen

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(www.sass-pants.com) — A reader of my freelance writing blog tagged me for the 7 Random Things meme, so here we go:

  1. I played Doc in my preschool’s production of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. I still remember getting fibers from my fake beard stuck in my mouth and crying in the middle of it because I wanted some apple juice.
  2. About six months after I randomly messaged him through Classmates.com, I got an e-mail back from this guy I haven’t seen since we were in like third grade. Despite age, maturity, etc., my heart jumped a little at getting a personal note from the class heartthrob. Continue reading

Is It a Rule That All First Blog Posts Totally Suck?

(www.sass-pants.com) – I don’t know what it is, but it seems like no one’s first post is ever very good. I had big plans that I would buck the trend, but let’s face it: this post ain’t exactly gonna change the world, and that’s okay. Just getting something out there means I’m past the first hurdle, and the later posts can rock your ever-loving world.

This blog has been a long time in the making, a culmination of my love of blogging, my fantasies about landing a daily newspaper column with a bajillion dedicated readers, and a desire to focus on my own projects instead of diluting myself my working only on things for clients. (Did I mention that I’m a full-time writer and communications consultant?)

I’ve got a lot to say, and not just about writing or my pets. And I’m tired of keeping my mouth shut. So brace yourself. Here we go.

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Hock — It’s Not Just for “Ham” or “Loogi”

ace bandage strain sprain injury crutches(www.meowbarkblog.com) — Well, Ty didn’t make it to his 4:45 vet appointment today. Around 1, he started crying while just lying on the floor in my office. When 20 minutes of petting did nothing to calm him, I knew something was wrong. While I was calling the vet, he started drooling. This dog was in serious pain.

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