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The Kokopelli Diaries: October 2012
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Tuesday, October 2, 2012. Unrequited Love-The Set Up. Hi, I'm home.". He didn't even look around. I'm home." She said it more like a sigh of defeat then a greeting. She set down her work bag and put her keys on the hook. She had been so distracted lately she seldom could find her keys on the first try in the mornings, even with the addition of this strategically placed hook. Yes, yes, I'm home. Are you hungry? It'll be okay. I'm fine.". Crawling fro...
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The Kokopelli Diaries: June 2010
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Tuesday, June 29, 2010. I knew an old lady who swallowed a fly. I did something really awful yesterday and I need to get it off my chest. I willingly allowed someone to accidentally swallow a fly. Willingly and willfully. She put the donut to her mouth and took a big bite. When her hand came down with the donut, the fly and the part of the donut it was resting on was gone. She ate it. Links to this post. Weird stuff I do. Friday, June 25, 2010.
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The Kokopelli Diaries: April 2010
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Wednesday, April 28, 2010. A Flower Pot is Not a Hat. Weight: 141 lbs (trying not to freak out). Drinks: Countless mimosas at the Bens Next Door (there should definitely be a warning). Food: eh nothing special. I'm not sure why I've named this blog A Flower Pot Is Not a Hat. It was one of my favorite books growing up. It still has some wisdom that is seldom found in books for grown folks. A flower pot is not a hat. But if you put it on your head.
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The Kokopelli Diaries: January 2012
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Monday, January 2, 2012. And Awaaaaay We go. Medications: prescription vitamins and vitamin D Supplement. Drinks: Beringer Red Moscato (life changing). Food indulgences: nothing in particular just too much of everything. Haven't blogged in a while. Just wanted to give a bit of an overview of 2011 and a preview of 2012. 2011 was pretty darn good. I have a great job at Capital City Public Charter School. I have been in two magazines both Marie Claire.
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The Kokopelli Diaries: That's nobody's business but my own
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Wednesday, July 23, 2008. That's nobody's business but my own. My grandmother was a long time heroin user. With the exception of my mother, all of her children are or have been addicted to cocaine or alcohol or prescription pills. Food and shopping are my mother's drugs of choice. On my father's side of the family, he has nieces who have been addicted to alcohol. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. What was I thinking?
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The Kokopelli Diaries: Unrequited Love
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Monday, October 1, 2012. The trace of his lips. My fingertip turned holy. Wanting to crawl inside him; hide there until the pain comes. Living in the rejection. Familiar. I don’t know how acceptance feels. A strange place that. Crawling from the tips of his toes to the top of head. Entangle my fingers in his hair. Losing myself just under his skin. Maybe we should stop. I don’t want to hurt your feelings". It’ll be okay. I’m fine". Even if it is pain.
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The Kokopelli Diaries: Early Morning Daydream
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Tuesday, October 18, 2011. Arriving at Penn Station after a lovely train ride to Manhattan. I grab my vintage pink suitcase and look around to see if I see your face. Not seeing any recognizable smiles, I head upstairs and out the doors, taking care not to use the revolving door because they scare me. I set down my suitcase and sit on it to people watch and do my best Audrey Hepburn impression. We get to the bar and sit down on deceptively comfy bar...
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Tuesday, November 1, 2011. On Divorce and Dating. So she told me, “he just got divorced and is dating…heavily.”. And as falsely brave you are it just keeps coming back. It comes back because you want it to. Because it is important. Sometimes you need yourself protected. You don’t want the heaviness that “relationships” or “caring” brings. Sometimes you just aren’t strong enough or ready enough. It just keeps coming back. View my complete profile.
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The Kokopelli Diaries: June 2011
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Fertility, music, dance, and mischief: The life I live. Monday, June 20, 2011. Mimosas, Comfy Japanese Seating, and Revolutionary Suicide: my weekend in 4 Acts. So this weekend I had a lovely brunch with some lovely ladies. We talked about boys and colonics, not necessarily in that order. Oh yes, there were mimosas as well. Look at how pretty we are:. Oh here is another one with more of us:. For next time. Funny that was the same advice the girls told me at brunch. Left in a great mood! In the van, I off...
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