It's my birthday!
The Week in Selfies: 3/8/21 - 3/14/21
Happy One-Year-Aversary of the newsletter, my friends!
I am continuing on with the subscription donation project. The organization for March is Apocalyptic Artists Ensemble. This is a great arts education organization founded and run by some friends from grad school and I’m so happy to be able to support them. If you are new here (welcome!) or need a refresher, you can always find more details of the project on my About page. And if you want to be a matching donor, let me know.
This newsletter means a lot to me. If you are connecting with the work at all, please consider clicking the heart button and/or leaving a comment and/or sharing it. YESTERDAY WAS MY BIRTHDAY. And while I’m not the hugest fan of my birthday in general, I would be a huge fan of you sharing the newsletter.
Thank you, as always, for being here.
Yes, the rumors are true. It is my birthday.
…okay well, the rumors are misleading. My birthday was yesterday (depending on when you are reading this). So it has already happened (no matter when you are reading this). But I figure I at least get the weekend. Or maybe another week. Or maybe the whole month.
That also means that this newsletter is a whole ONE YEARS OLD. It’s the one year anniversary! Happy anniversaries babies, gotchu on my mind.
A year ago, on March 11th, I launched this very newsletter with this post:
Birthdays and anniversaries are times of reflection. It seems fitting that I began a newsletter that was to be an exploration of weird times we were (are) in with a reflection. And, it would seem fitting, that on the one year anniversary of this newsletter, I would continue with such reflection.
Except…I’ve got nothing.
Isn’t that funny? I’ve been doing this for a full year, finding things to talk about on a weekly basis for the last 52 weeks and now? Today? Nothing!
My brain is soup. It’s alphabet soup. It’s all letters up there. Sometimes they make words but right now, they’re just sloshing around bumping into each other.
Lately, my ability to make decisions has been nearly non-existent. Combine that with a hard time™, consistently weird and unpredictable weather, and not being much of a birthday person regularly, it’s amazing I did anything at all really. But there were cheeses and chatting and hanging out and I’m thankful and very glad for that.
I spent all week thinking about this edition of the newsletter. I spent all day considering what I might end up writing about. I spent a bunch of time Googling things like, “What questions to ask on your birthday?”. And yet, basically yelling into the internet, “WHAT SHOULD I WRITE ABOUT” surprisingly, did not yield great results.
Despite my decision making powers being in the bargain basement, I am glad I made a decision about something. I’m so glad I decided to launch this newsletter. (There’s the sap. Even when I have little to say, I always have some sap.)
This decision has kept me on a regular writing schedule. It has allowed me to share stories, jokes, poems, plays, and vulnerability on a consistent basis. And it has reminded me that support comes from all places.
To drop a cliché, “If you build it, they will come.”
So, thanks for coming along. I put it in the header of every email but this newsletter and your support really does mean so much to me.
Okay, well that was something at the very least.
Monday, March 8, 2021
Art-sy!
Tuesday, March 9, 2021
Here comes the sun, do-da-do-do.
Wednesday, March 10, 2021
Angles!
Thursday, March 11, 2021
Shake it off. Shake it off.
Friday, March 12, 2021
You should see me in a crown. …wait.
Saturday, March 13, 2021
A creepy overpass cake exchange. Nice.
Sunday, March 14, 2021
Even this candle knows it’s my birthday!
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Love: This decision has kept me on a regular writing schedule. It has allowed me to share stories, jokes, poems, plays, and vulnerability on a consistent basis. And it has reminded me that support comes from all places.