“I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.” – William Faulkner
You know what I was not meant to have? Control. Self-, others-, situational-, political-, government-, project-, subordinate-. None of it. I am involuntarily exerting control over my words, even as I type them. I used to be able to write freely, flowingly, honestly, carelessly. Not in an “I-don’t-care-about-others” kind of…
NOTE: at :37 seconds, upon hearing me say, “Do like this (and blow),” he leans forward, almost into the candle and was saying “Mmmm .…
It is easier (at least more fun) when you cakeball with your sister!
So, I awoke today, ready to face another day of cakeballin’ — I prepared my two Gluten Free Cherrybrook Farms cake mixes, put them in…
Well, here is my official position on the things: whatever those professional Cakeballers charge you, they’re darn well worth it. What a bunch of work!…

I’m Christi, and I have been writing, well, since I learned to write as a little girl. I learned in my 40’s that writing saves lives and sanity, and that is exactly why I am still here.