From Katiesaurus

The Air Here is Restless
Halibut Point - Rockport, MA

Certain places speak more than others. Some have older souls than others. Sometimes it feels like you’re discovering somewhere that no one’s ever been before, and sometimes though it is more than obvious that several hundred thousand people or more have traversed these very grounds before you, you still feel new in your own two feet (even if you’re not on the ground upon which you tread). All of these places have stories to tell – some stories were written by the people who found them, some stories were written by the history of the land itself, and some came to be as time kept and keeps moving forward.


According to the scale, I’ve lost all of the weight from my second pregnancy. Heh, the reflection has changed a bit… so let’s celebrate the number. Small victories, dammit.

Hello 35…

Hello 35 – we meet at last. I always knew this day would come, and now that it has, I am kind of… bummed. I feel like it’s not possible – it’s too early for me to be thirty-five, it is just too freaking soon. Way too freaking soon. Yes, thirty five years is thirty five years – it doesn’t come later or any earlier for different people. And no, it’s not a villain who is coming for you… but damn, it sure does feel that way.


The Insurance Itch

I want my car back, dammit!! Sigh… insurance companies have no sense of freaking urgency. I just want to say that I am beginning to lose my patience with this car thing…

Deer Dance

Today I hit a deer. This is the second one this year, exactly 100 days after the first one. It was on the first of the year. So, to reiterate, January 1st of 2018 I hit a deer and then, 100 days later, I hit another one. That’s fucking crazy, right?

So, yeah… what are you doing?

What Am I doing? That is a fantastic question. The entirely vague and vaguely personal answer is that I’m finally writing this damn thing. Apparently I have been pathetic, and in the course of becoming pathetic, I have also gone completely insane. How the hell did I get here? This blog… dear Lord, I’ve been saying…

Drastic Changes

Change is necessary for progression – whether it be universal or personal. Often times, the simplest changes can make the biggest impact – gotta lose the dead weight if you want to evolve. A few days before Christmas I cut all of my hair off in a fit of rage – it had to go,…