Good morning and welcome back to Faceless Friday, where I list out all of the things that rocked my face off in the past week. But first a not so small brag… I haven’t turned the heat on. That’s right. My feet may be frozen but I will have at least ONE GD BILL under $300! This has pleased absolutely half of the animal population here. A house divided by lack of baseboard heating being turned on is cracking me up right now. Also, I will probably only turn it on when my plants start noticing…. cause fuck the animals and the kid LMAO. In this day in age it really is whatever we can get isn’t it? Let’s move on to Faceless Friday before this ends up being a tirade about bills and corporations. We are here for gratitude not servitude. Let’s fucking GO!

Music. Specifically at this moment Florence and the Machine’s new album Everybody Scream. This woman and her music healed so much of me after the first time I put NBK in prison, and it seems this new album is also going to meet me where I am. A reflection of mature longing and love and need… oh how I have screamed a long at the top of my lungs to the entire thing. Many of you already know I am an expert at finding music to fit any feeling or moment, so when I find an entire album that speaks for ME words and emotions I didn’t know I needed expressed it’s a pretty big deal and rocks my face off. (Honorable mention to Little Dude being obsessed with Sleep Token because it’s pretty adorable and finally gives us some common ground with music again).

Connections. I had the most beautiful thing reflected back to me last night… and I want to share it here. I was explaining that I always, like ALWAYS, find addicts. (Whether in sobriety or not, it’s been my addiction my entire life… addicts) But I was explaining that of course I would connect with this person because of addiction and their experience with narcissism, and they said that they too have noticed they have been connecting with people that have healed or are healing these things. And WHAT… I am now in THAT phase… I am not attracting the abusers, I am attracting the survivors and thrivers. I am connecting with people that have stood within the flames of disaster and walked through and are still beautiful and kind. I get to share kindness and understanding with others that understand without having to explain myself or argue my feelings… I get to be MYSELF and that feels so fucking freeing and comforting. I know I will always have healing to do because this life… lifed so fucking hard, but finally feeling like I have a say for the first time and I am not just floating along fucking rocks my face off.

Not Being a Racist Brainwashed Fuck. I guess we are gonna have to talk about it because I had to unleash on someone on the FB page, and I have lost followers. (Also really miss FB when it would actually show my shit to more than 10 people at a time… back in the day if you followed a page you saw it. Remember when we had dance parties every day? Every day!? I miss you guys!!) Anyway… I had posted a meme about how the only minority ruining our country is billionaires… and some red hat decided to tell me that in no way did a billionaire ever cause me ANY problems. First of all, why in the fuck are you all sucking off rich people like you’re ever going to be one? That’s weird. Second, I can think of at least THREE problems that billionaires have caused, for example: wage theft, inflation, insurance companies and their bullshit and all of that entire mess, buying our politicians so they work for them and not us, making sure WE are taxed MORE than them, and that is just the very light general BS I can think of. I can not understand why ANYONE that works in the United States would think it’s okay to rip families apart and see what terror is happening with ICE and think that is okay and then also support money hungry dicks? Ya’ll Fox news isn’t really news. You have been fed so MUCH propaganda it makes my heart hurt to think about it. Being open minded, learning, doing research and having empathy for people ROCKS my face off.

And because that all could lead to it’s own blog post (and should) I’m going to jump to the round up list of things that rocked my face off this week. In no particular order other than coffee, here is what else rocked my face off this week:

Coffee (amen), hazelnut creamer, Josie Girl when her hair gets wet and she looks like the little puppy she was 13 years ago, Nico Harper Man Dawg Extraordinaire for being my comfort and best friend for all of these years and letting me call him an old bastard now (We both know it’s time but can’t seem to let each other go.), not being afraid to cry (she says as she’s bawling about her dog, lol), okay back on track! Sunrises and sunsets and that big ass moon showing out the past couple of nights!, the movie Sinners and all the symbolism in it!, then being drug down the LoveCraft Country rabbit hole and watching all of that (so fucking mad at the end still), having two books to read but working on an art project instead because my brain needs a break, my sore throat from my kiddo almost being gone… I blame leaving the house on Halloween, having the best music and worst outfits and parent pick up, not giving up on building friendships, fuzzy warm ass socks, electric blankets and heating pads, giving myself grace, and YOU dear reader, for being here and for always enccourang me. I appreciate you more than I can express. Thank you.

All love. All ways. Always.

Craughing Girl