...you think you have things cracked something else comes and puts the boot in!

and in health

Or pretty close at least.

maybe because I've been dealing with more physical challenges, but my PTSD has really been raging lately.

I may end up treating it the only way I know - write a story about it.

If I do, apologies in advance because it probably wont be nice and fluffy.

well sort of!

with the promise of at least a little H2O in Maddyville!

but i wish the weather would make it's mind up!

okay, so yesterday I finally got to spend some time with Sharon and Sam for the first time since I got home from the hospital.

We went to the Muttart Conservatory, which is one of the most beautiful and most relaxing places in Edmonton.

Best moment though was while we were waiting at a bank, and Sharon leaned into me saying she had forgotten how good a pillow I make.

It was a bit of a long day, and I'm paying for it with a forced quiet day today, but still, worth it.

well sort of!

or what i intended but i'm here now!

So I had this dream where I was working in a warehouse basement (alone, for some reason), and a group of thieves came in to steal the stuff.

I tried my best to stop them, I threw things at them I took swings with whatever I could find, I hid stuff from them, I even jumped on them.

It was not only ineffective, they didn't seem to even mind.

They found me amusing instead of even being a nuisance.

I kept on trying anyway, so I guess that's something.

I ... don't think my subconscious likes me very much ...

make it up!

even if i haven't been as productive as i'd like.

Hey all, I’m currently out of the area on vacation with Aimee and the NinjaPotato.

We had a hardware failure that I mostly bypassed but is still causing some issues and I can’t be there in person to fix it.

With luck we will be home in a few days and I will be able to nip this in the bud.

HuGs
-Piper

couple of weeks, some bad, some good!

I came up with a story idea a couple of days ago, but when I went to try and write it out, I ran into the same problem I have been dealing with for a while - I get to a point, and I just run out of steam.

I have about a dozen stories in more or less the same condition, but I am wondering if this is why I favor flash fiction - one way to get around the sticking point is to just end the story.

I am not desperate enough to try AI, but I am not sure what I can do.

From the moment I decided to attempt to bring Dorothy to life, I have been fighting against my body.

It took massive amounts of female hormones to finally quell the male ones in my body, and that was only the first battle.

Well, yesterday, I had to acknowledge my defeat in the area of clothing - specifically, panties.

I had bought some panties several months back, and I am giving up on them.

my big belly makes getting something to fit a struggle at the best of times, but my male parts make the whole thing a joke.

and more from the May Queen.

its been more like soggy June so far!

So I saw the lung specialist today, and it was mixed news.

On the one hand, she listened to my breathing, and it sounds good.

On the other hand, the x-rays they took show that my right lung has not fully re-inflated yet, and I still have a little bit of gunk in there, in an awkward spot where they wouldn't be able to drain it.

so nothing for it but to try and rest and take it easy a little longer.

I don't know how many people read this blog, but if you have, and if I have ever posted something that made your day a little better, I'd appreciate it if you would say so, cause honestly I feel like I'm not doing anything worthwhile.

is no longer melting!