Musings from a Tangled Mind
Wendy
This blog is equal parts humor, heart, and “did I really just admit that?” It’s where I try to make sense of life’s nonsense – with a few detours into bargain wine reviews and bad decisions involving hair dye. If you leave with a laugh, a tear, or the urge to text your sibling, “Do you remember the time…?” then I’ve done my job. So grab a drink, lower your expectations, and let’s meander through this beautiful mess together.
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Most people think healthy eating requires willpower, kale, and a faint sense of misery. Personally, I prefer a regimen built entirely on Pantry Math and emotional rationalization at 9:15 PM. Look, I’ve given up on pretending I’m ever going to be the person who gets excited about celery sticks or drinks warm water...
What’s the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done? Nice try, but I’m not turning my blog into state’s evidence. If I were to recount the most spontaneous things I’ve ever done, this post would read less like a casual musing and more like a tell-all memoir. We’re talking about the kind of decision-making that makes...
Villains. Love ‘em or hate ‘em? Love them, obviously. Way more than any hero. And if you know me at all, that’s not breaking news. I wrote essays about my fondness for both Loki and Deadpool back in 2014, proving this isn’t a phase I’m going to grow out of. I am a grown adult with a deeply consistent, slightly...
If pets could talk. As a cat owner, I have given this some thought. Not in a philosophical, “What wisdom might the animal kingdom impart upon us?” kind of way, but more in a “What the hell is going on inside that furry little head?” kind of way. Because I have a cat named Luffy, and sometimes I look at him and...
The bravest thing I’ve ever done when no one was watching was order food over the phone. I know. Some of you are probably sitting there thinking, Really? Yes. Really. And before you start comparing this to things like running into burning buildings or skydiving or giving birth without an epidural, let me remind you...
The prompt today asks how I navigate uncertainty. The short answer is: terribly, but with impressive speed and stamina. Look, people who write self-help books love to talk about uncertainty like it’s a gentle crossroad in a forest. They say things like, “Lean into the unknown,” or “Embrace the discomfort.” I’m...
So there I was, standing in the paper goods aisle of the Piggly Wiggly at 8:45 on a Tuesday evening, having a full-blown crisis over two ply versus three ply. Now, when you’re seven, you think adulthood is going to be magnificent. You imagine staying up until midnight, eating chocolate cake for breakfast, and buying...
Whenever someone asks what your favorite quote is, they’re setting a trap. There’s invisible pressure in that question. You’re supposed to say something profound. Something in Latin, or from a guy with a beard in the 1800s that proves you’ve spent serious time reflecting on the human condition. You’re supposed to...
My biggest dream? Easy. It was about Godzilla. Not like a movie premiere or anything. There was just an actual, 400-foot Godzilla hanging out in the parking lot of my apartment complex. Right by the dumpster. The weird thing wasn’t even the giant monster. It was that nobody cared. My neighbor was out there washing...
The best excuse I’ve heard lately wasn’t really an excuse so much as an explanation that absolutely nobody asked for. As it turns out, all roads eventually lead to a pineapple. Which is not a sentence I expected to write today. To be fair, I also wasn’t expecting to spend last Saturday at Costco. I try to avoid...
So, the writing prompt asks, “What’s a piece of technology you’re convinced will exist in twenty years?” Twenty years. That’s a long time. I think it’s pretty optimistic of us to assume we’re still going to have electricity in twenty years. At the rate we’re going, I don’t think we’ll even have any technology to...
You would never guess that I used to actively seek out chaos. I mean, today, I look exactly like the kind of person who mentally prepares for a trip to Target like I’m invading Normandy. I get stressed when someone parks in my grocery store parking spot, as though I personally own Space 42. But back in my late...
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