It’s Alive!
Finally…
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Let Them Eat Cake
Six years, three forced job changes, and one ridiculous pre-employment assessment later, I rediscovered something I’d buried under a doom pile of misplaced priorities. I’m a writer, dammit. And apparently, I’m also responsible for Fake Brian’s birthday cake.
Left Turns
I’ve always hated making left turns, both on the road and in life. Then sixteen years of playing it safe came to a crashing halt, and I found myself facing the scariest intersection yet: starting over.
It’s Still Alive!
For my forty-seventh birthday, The Husband Dude planned a surprise involving a blindfold, a mysterious dress code, and a serious case of motion sickness. What followed was a night of casino shenanigans, a little marital jealousy, and a concert that made getting older seem a whole lot less depressing.
Cleaning Kat-astrophe
Marie Kondo says we should keep only the things that spark joy. Unfortunately, I live with two aspiring hoarders, and my cleaning methods involve stealth missions, ninja attacks, and occasionally stuffing everything into a closet before company arrives. Welcome to Kleaning With Kat: The Art of the Fail.
Why I’m Not Cool And Shakespeare Is My Homie
I’ve never been cool. I read encyclopedias for fun, memorized Star Wars dialogue, and considered Shakespeare a kindred spirit. It took one spectacularly unpleasant encounter in high school to teach me that fitting in was overrated. The colorful vocabulary came naturally.
It’s Alive! Again.
They said it couldn’t be done. Actually, nobody said that. But after six years of silence, a little technological necromancy, and a questionable amount of caffeine, Angel Who Swears is alive. Again. And this time, I brought friends.
