i have three therapists (well technically, one is my colorist - but she is as wise as yoda and i do almost everything she says far beyond her recommendations on whether my hair needs a toner or more highlights and one is my acupuncturist and she is always figuring out where i am holding stress and what to do to unblock it and i feel amazing both on the inside and the outside when i leave her sessions - and then i go directly to sachi sushi, the ramen shop in the niwot market, which makes those sundays - they only make ramen on sundays so i make all of my acupuncture appointments on sundays - the very BEST - so they are really two-fors and then there is my actual therapist who is beyond awesome) so i have A LOT of support (which i DO realize is incredibly lucky) and yet i am concerned about ever really recovering from the last eighteen months of the pandemic, the toilet paper hoarding, home schooling, half and half schooling, fractions with lucy, BLM, the wildfires, the awful election, breaking off my engagement with governor cuomo (you think you KNOW someone…) the king soopers shooting, the shootings ALL OVER the U.S., the bomb scares in boulder, the insurrection, the closing of my bar studio (which is the only exercise i’ve ever been able to do with any consistency), my mounting coronas (i think these started with my plum cake obsession last summer - i literally baked AND ATE plum cake EVERY day until plum season was over and then i just dove right into the halloween candy - this summer i am only making plum sauce - which is just as delicious! and steering clear of the butter cake with plums on top) and my personal cherry on top - there was a possibility that i had a brain aneurysm and would need BRAIN SURGERY (spoiler: i DON’T… PRAISE JESUS!) but that was very scary for a few weeks.
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