Dusting off the cobwebs

by Ginger on June 14, 2017

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Oh hey there, it’s me. Dropping in for a chat. I see…some cobwebs around here, let me just get those out of the way.

That’s better.

So how are you doing? Everything going ok? Family doing well? Good, I’m so glad to hear it!

Me? Oh well, I was laid off last week, so that’s a thing that happened.

Nah, I’m shockingly ok with it. This is the second round of layoffs at the company in the past 6 months, I wasn’t truly surprised by it, and I’ve been so horrifically stressed that it’s a bit of a blessing in disguise. I’ll tell you all about it over cocktails sometime, but I’m…doing good.

What? Oh, I mean, I don’t LIKE being unemployed, but it IS summer & the kid & I have a bunch of plans & N.C.’s business has been going pretty swimmingly lately, so we’re not in dire straights or anything. I’m confident I’m going to find something new soon, something that’s a better fit. I’m actually kind of optimistic about things right now!

Some of my plans are “keeping the kid active & not bored during the summer” related (beach, pool, bowling, library, etc). Some are me related (job hunt, network, find consulting clients, read, write here more [no really, I need to keep my writing skills sharp, this weird blog post aside], hit up the movies, etc.)–I’m going to try and enjoy my “time off” and recover some of what’s been lost the past few months to stress. Clear out the mental cobwebs, as it were.

Anyway, I’ve got to run some errands (one of the perks of being unemployed is grocery shopping in the middle of the day on Wednesday instead of the weekend!), but it’s been good to catch up! Let’s do this more often, yeah?

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Snippets & such

by Ginger on March 26, 2017

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It’s been a while since I’ve written anything here. I’m not sure anyone even cares about blogs anymore (is there anybody out there?), but man my mental state wishes I wrote here more often.

Things at work have been tough. Things in the world are tough. I don’t know how to make any of it better, but I always feel better when I write. So I’m trying to write.


I’m picking my marketing consulting business back up (know anyone who needs marketing help? Send ’em my way! My rates are super reasonable!), and that’s interesting–it uses different parts of my brain than my day job. Or, I guess more accurately, it uses the same parts in really different ways. It’s fun though–most of my clients are small businesses, entrepreneurs, and creatives and helping them with ANY part of marketing is a kick.


The kid is both super awesome lately, and also a TOTAL pill. He’s such a sweet, fun, silly kid, except when he’s not, and that part where he’s not is a real challenge for N.C. and me. At least I know why  at least 1/2 my gray hairs are sprouting?


My Wildcats lost their Sweet Sixteen game the other day. I really thought this was their year to go further, but they totally got outplayed.

Maybe next year.


Oh, speaking of the kid, some of his sayings/comments of late:

“Get WRECKED son!” (usually said when trash talking with his dad during games)

“Did you know everything in the world is beautiful? Even if it doesn’t seem like it?”

“Don’t kill that mosquito! It’s a living thing!”


The cat is…getting on in years. He’ll be 17 this year, and he’s finally showing his age. He’s got some renal disease happening, plus some hip nonsense happening & we’re seeing him show some pain these days. With all the rain we’ve had this winter especially, it’s been more common to see him limping along on rainy days (sorta like me!). It’s hard to see Bailey starting to slow down and show pain. I can’t help but wonder how much more time we’ll have with him.


In frivolous things:

–I’m loving Essie’s Gel Coutoure line. I do NOT get 14 days of wear, but I usually get 5-6, which for me is super duper long. I also really love how it goes on–I can legit do my nails in under 15 minutes with this stuff, including drying time. I’ve even had success using the top coat with other polishes & extending the wear time on those (ex: my Julep polishes, which I have a zillion of, usually last maaaaybe 2 days, and usually start peeling off in sheets. With the Essie Gel top coat,  I’ve gotten 4-6 days with minimal tip wear only. I’ll take it).

–I need a new foundation. I’ve liked (in the past) UD Naked, IT Cosmetics CC cream, It Cosmetics CC Powder, and my beloved discontinued Cover Girl Clean Whipped foundation. Do you have one you love & want to share with me?



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The broken things

by Ginger on January 29, 2017

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Our tv is broken.

We don’t really know what’s wrong with, it, so we spent some time today talking about whether to get it fixed, how much we’d be willing to spend on a fix before just buying a new one, do we really have that money in the budget right now, etc. My husband even took the damn thing apart to test voltage and stuff, to see where the problems might be and if they were fixable.

And the entire time, there was a portion of my brain that wasn’t involved in the conversation, but instead was just screaming in horror at what’s happening in my country.

That happened a lot today. It’s happened a lot this week, if I’m honest, and in the weeks before this week, and in the months leading up to this week, but today…today was one of the worst.

Every single thing I did today had a simultaneous horrified scream running at the same time. Sometimes it would break off & I’d start having the beginnings of very inarticulate arguments with…the world? I guess?…but even those just eventually devolved into the horror.

I played with my kid, and went and met up with friends, and washed dishes, and went to the grocery store, and fed the pets, and clenched my teeth a lot and tried not to cry a lot and wondered how far down this horrible hole we’ll fall and yeah, that horrified scream was my constant companion today.

I don’t know how to make people who don’t see the horrors actually see the horrors. I know there are those of you who will read this who don’t see anything wrong with what’s going on, and I don’t know how to make you seeeeeeee what I see. I’m not articulate enough, and we don’t agree, at a deep, deep, fundamental level and so I can’t make you understand why I’ve been on the edge of tears for months, and why I’ve woken up every day this week with a stomach ache, and why I’m deeply, deeply afraid of the world that is building up around us. I can’t make you see why this is different than it’s been in the past. We are on the road to repeating history, and not the good parts. I’m watching us break things that I don’t know if we can fix again, and I feel so helpless. I can give money (I am), I can call my elected officials (I am), I can work with other like-minded people to see what we can do (I am), but it feels like throwing pebbles against a steel door.

Life, for now, continues for my family. Tomorrow I’ll do laundry and go to the grocery store and help my kiddo get ready for the next school week and deal with some job stuff and maybe we’ll figure out what to do with this broken tv.

If only it was as easy to figure out how to take care of what else is being broken.

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A Plea, and Some Pondering

by Ginger on November 14, 2016

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I’ve tried to start this post about 100 times since Tuesday, and the words just won’t come. But I need to get them out, even if they’re not eloquent, so here we are. 


I know a lot of people who voted for Trump, and I know most* of you are good, loving people who did what you thought was best for your families and the country. I know most* of you are not racist, misogynist, xenophobic, homophobic, ableist and all the other -phobic & -ists that are being thrown out. I know that. I believe that. I have loved many of you my whole life, and I know your hearts. 

But here is my plea to you–if you truly are not those things. If you truly don’t want harm to come to people who don’t look like you, or worship like you, or love like you, or live like you, or sound like you, then I am BEGGING you to stand up for those people when they are threatened, when their lives and livelihoods and liberties are on the line. Speak up in your communities, but also speak up to your elected officials and make your voice heard. You may not think anything bad is going to happen, and maybe it won’t (though I personally think that there are plenty of signs pointing the way showing it’s likely, I understand you may not). But I’m asking you to stand up and demand better of the people you voted for if it does.

You voted for Trump. You swear it’s not because of the awful things he said and promised. Many of you don’t believe he will act on the worst things he said. You swear you’re not all those bad things people are saying about Trump voters, and I believe that of most* of you. So prove it in your actions. Hold his feet to the fire, hold your elected officials’ feet to the fire, make sure they know those awful things aren’t ok with you. Call, write, and then call and write some more when they step over the bounds of what YOU KNOW in your heart is an unacceptable line.

*yeah, some of you? I’ve seen your facebook posts and heard how you talk about minorities and women and people you consider less than you. You can go ahead and keep pretending you’re not all those terrible things just because you’ve never lynched or raped someone yourself, but you’d be wrong. I’m not even pretending I can speak to your better nature.


If you read my plea above, and your first thoughts were “stop whining you libtard,” or any variation thereof, well, it’s pretty clear where you stand.


I’ve seen a lot about whining, and sour grapes, and crybabies, about how we need to calm down, suck it up, accept him as our president, it’s not the end of the world (most often seems to be spouted from folks who swore they’d take up arms in revolution if Trump won, or who spent the last 8 years claiming that Obama wasn’t their president, funnily enough).

But the reality is that there are actual honest to goodness lives at stake here, and not just because of what a Trump administration might do at the federal level, though there’s that too. Hate crimes have increased drastically in the last week. Women are being grabbed and groped and verbally assaulted by men who now think they have that right. Swastikas have been popping up with alarming frequency. The KKK is cheering Trump’s win & his cabinet because it is normalizing their message.

As a friend said, if the KKK is cheering, something has gone very wrong. 

Obviously, the KKK has been around before now. And obviously, hate crimes, and sexual assault, and other horrible things have been around before now. And obviously, none of it is ok, then or now. But it has been given the veneer of ok, suddenly, and now it’s increasing, and that’s the problem.

This isn’t about our candidate losing. It’s about the hatred that is being normalized, and passed off as politics as usual. I refuse to be ok with that. And I’m learning to find my voice for the people who need me to speak up and say I’m not ok with that.

Are you standing up and saying “this is not ok” or are you shrugging it off? If the latter, you need to own that you don’t care about the lives of the people this endangers. 


Before you even bring it up, YES, I obviously include any attacks and threats to Trump voters and supporters in that. But that’s kind of my point. I’m talking about making sure everyone is ok, not just people who think and look and sound like me. The Golden Rule doesn’t just apply to the people who fit in your bubble, you know? I feel like that’s been lost, and that is perhaps at the crux of my worry.


Please, please, let us be better than this.

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Oh hey there

by Ginger on October 18, 2016

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Oh hi. Hey. What’s up?

I didn’t mean to disappear for 2+ months, but, ya know, oops?

Let’s catch up:

New job is good. Commute is short, coworkers are awesome, the work is right up my alley, and I’m learning a lot about a new industry, which is always fun. And yay to employment! It’s taken a while for the family to get back in the swing of having me work full time, but we’re getting in a rhythm, and it’s nice to be less stressed than I was for basically all of last year. I’ve been sick for the past few weeks (stupid immune system is just GARBAGE), but even with that, I’m happier than I’ve been in a while. I’m glad to be in a better place than I was, that’s for damn sure.

J started 2nd grade, and he’s doing great so far (unsurprisingly, said his doting mother). He loves math and reading and science, and tetherball and Pokemon and snacks. He’s in his, what, 4th year of karate, and started rec soccer this year, which he says “changed his life” (we maaaay think he needs to investigate performance of some kind, as he tends towards the overly dramatic at times), but we’re glad he’s having fun and working hard. He continues to be kind (“mommy, I’m going to take some of my Pokemon cards to [new kid he met] because he doesn’t have any. We’re not friends yet, but I thought he would like some.”), which always makes me happy, which is a good balance to all the attitude he throws out lately (“ugh, mommy, I SAID the OTHER one.”), which isn’t my favorite. But we’re getting to test our parenting muscles, I guess?

N.C. has been working like a mad man. I can’t possibly convey everything he’s been up to, but some of the highlights have been being a featured live painter at a major music festival, some massive commissions, conventions, and of course all his usual fantastic work. He boggles my mind on the regular, and I’m so glad to see his career growing. He deserves every bit of recognition he gets, and then some. But I will be glad when this upcoming convention is over, because it means things will slow down a SMIDGE for him, and that’s always good for everyone.

Sasha is still allergic to the world, and most food, poor pup. She’s just itchy allllll the time, but luckily she’s a good sport about it.

Bailey is finally starting to show his age, and it looks like he has some level of renal disease/failure happening. I’m hoping that we’ve got him in a maintenance mode where he’s comfortable and not in pain and that he’ll continue to be my asshole cat for years to come.

Beyond that, we’re all mostly just head down, getting through the day to day, trying to survive the horrors of the election cycle, and catching up on the stuff that languished in the last year.

There, I think we’re all caught up now. What’s going on with you?

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