Spicy
Okay, obviously bias post coming up as a word nerd, grammar geek, and all-around lover of language it’s clear which side I’m on, but hear me out. In the last few years, it’s clear my state’s education standards (I can’t speak for others) are making math the priority. I’ve spoken to teachers about this and…
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I’m a pretty upbeat, enthusiastic person. Many have accused me of being a cheerleader in my life. Gross. No offense to cheerleaders, but I don’t have quite that pep in my step nor the ability to fake an interest in sports. Recently, I shared on LinkedIn I’ve had some bad bosses. I’ve also had some…
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Before we get started, reminders: these are my thoughts and feelings. That does not mean they are gospel. This is not a forum to fight. Anyone who gets out of control will be promptly blocked, deleted, and otherwise ousted. Every time there’s a mass shooting in our world, I’m completely devastated. It absolutely breaks my…
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I was 14 years old when I was diagnosed with plantar fasciitis. I mean, really, guys. Not cool. I did get a super cute and cool podiatrist whom I still see to this day! It crushes him when I tell him I’ve been his patient for nearly 27 years. When I hit 21 years, he…
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In this post-COVID, return-to-work struggle world we live in, I’ve continued to see so many gaps and areas for improvement at too many organizations, but they all seem to be the same area. It’s not always there aren’t enough workers, though sometimes that is the case, it’s often something – in my opinion – much…
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I don’t know about you, but recently I have felt like I wake up every day ready to wage on through the same war and fight a new battle. There are certain battles I’ve been fighting for a few years specifically when it comes to education. I respect our educators and honor the hard work…
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Censorship is a huge hot-button issue for me. Not surprising coming from a former journalist. I believe in the freedom of speech. What so many forget is what freedom of speech really means. It means you are free to say what you’d like and you cannot be sent to jail for it. That’s not the…
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Why is finding true friendships always so difficult no matter what stage of life you’re in? It’s something that only gets harder as you age. It makes sense. Adults have less free time than children and adolescents (because we’re always running around after our ding dang kids!), so committing time to new friendships can feel…
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I’ve decided to start sharing a series on this blog called Recipes For. I thought if we’re getting spicy, somebody better be checking out what’s happening in the kitchen! Recently, a friend, who is struggling in her marriage, said to me, “If this is the recipe for a husband, I need a different recipe.” I…
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So, I’ve been riding pretty high about the fact I don’t feel old. Sure, I’m starting to show signs of wear and tear, but overall, I feel pretty good. Until today when it all came crashing down. I’ve never totally loved being tall. I was called Jolly Green Giant as a kid, asked how the…
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Recently, I made a mistake as old as time … I spoke to someone I shouldn’t have. I mean, really, will I never learn? I walked into the UPS store with a couple of Amazon returns. Two items from two different orders. I had the one QR code pulled up and ready to go, but…
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As a female, and now the mom of two girls, I’ve seen more than my fair share of double standards. It’s interesting how when it’s you dealing with the crap, you kind of just sling it and forget it, but when you see it happening to your kids … it’s a whole other ballgame. One…
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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 …