Am I Missing Out On Hot Girl Summer AND NOBODY TOLD ME!?

Okay, so I know it's the summer of the Barbie movie (which I cannot WAIT to see, by the way! Huge Barbie girl right here) so things are all girlie and pink, but I was just made aware during my book club party this weekend it's Hot Girl Summer and NOBODY TOLD ME! Here I am just jetting to and fro between the girls' dance recitals, nationals, intensives, techniques, softball games, summer basketball, and camps like some kind of patsy and there's a whole universe of super hot mom things happening I'm unaware!? Now that I'm clued in, apparently, a portion of Hot Girl Summer is reading this steamy, sexy book called Fourth Wing. I was immediately like, "Woah, hard pass." Words like: fantasy, dragons, and passion made me question every decision I'd ever made in life that led me to this book club gathering and why I suddenly thought...
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A Change Of A Dress?

So, I had this really wild idea to have a fancy family photo shoot. My photographer friend / terrible influence (LOL) totally encouraged this and I showed her the dress and then I fell down the rabbit hole. This is the dress I lusted after!! I was so excited. It would match my new emerald-cut diamond ring! I couldn't wait!!! I thought I had found the perfect dress. After I carefully opened it and slipped it on over my head, I was immediately struck with a terrible problem - the slit is cut WAAAYY too high! It's also slit up the middle (I feel it's not properly depicted in the photograph by the way she's standing) and my lady bits were showing! The hubs was shocked as well. He kept trying to twist the dress to conceal me, but each time I would take a step,...
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I’m So Sick of Double Standards

I could write an entire sonnet on double standards. Things I've experienced in my family, in my personal life, and, of course, in entertainment. I'm so sick of them, I could scream from the top of a building until my throat is raw and I'm bleeding out. Recently, an issue occurred where a man behaved in a way I called "dramatic" and another woman described it as "intense." I was shocked. I also felt it was a double standard. The man in question was, no doubt, overworked, over-committed, and frustrated beyond belief. However, he also screamed - at a non-profit fundraiser - that he quit, in front of a television news cameraman (who wasn't filming, THANK GOD) and then threw his keys at our chairman. Name a single woman who hasn't been in his shoes. Seriously, I'll wait. It baffled me another woman would call this man's dramatic outburst "intense,"...
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Dear Internet Trolls, GET A LIFE!

I ended my communications and social media marketing business for a few different reasons, but one delightful consequence of my actions meant getting away from the internet because it's a breeding ground for freaks. I'm a people pleaser, and seeing nasty comments online hurts. IMMENSELY. For me, I think the online comments hurt more because of the intent. I know I've let something slip out of my mouth I didn't mean (or it came out in a way I didn't intend), but if you took the time to THINK about it, WRITE it down and then press ENTER. That takes a lot of thought, consideration, and just plain meanness to spread in the world. A conscious choice to be mean. It wasn't an accident. It was a deliberate decision. I'm on my church festival planning committee. We haven't had a festival in the past 3 years due to COVID and...
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Heather Chastain

About Heather

(So, my web designer says I needed to include a bio, though I find this task silly because, if you’re here, you know me.)

I’m a writer. It’s what I do. It’s a cathartic mechanism when I need release from my anxiety. I’ve had blogs in the past; I’ve taken them down, but I never stopped writing. I simply can’t. My notes app is forever long as it’s filled with pages and pages of different topics. Sometimes I just write a few sentences. Sometimes I write paragraphs.

Recently, I've been writing long essays. My friends and others I hold dear have coaxed me into sharing my work again.

So that's what I'm doing, you wicked, pushy people. LOL

I have no desire to see my writing be anything more than an opportunity to share what I love doing most. I have no interest in this blog reaching the masses.

I thought it would be fun to call it My Spicy Disaster because that's often how I feel. A complete mess of epic proportion. So join me, if you'd like, and let's pretend we're not sitting amongst the chaos crying, but laughing instead.

Or maybe we do cry sometimes, but then wipe our tears and remember one person’s disaster is another person’s … well, who the hell knows …