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Continue reading →: Nerd Girl Meets Geek Boy – Take 1 (aka. Let Me Love You To Death)
When I was 15, I met a guy at summer camp. It wasn’t just any summer camp; at the time, I was enrolled in Air Force JROTC at my school, and during the summers I attended a special officer’s training camp at Fort Bragg. The week-long camp acted a little…
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Continue reading →: Past Life Puzzle Pieces
It’s Saturday afternoon, and I’m looking to be amused. Let’s pretend that the unusual things we’re most obsessed with somehow point to what our past lives were, shall we? For me, that would be (in no particular order): Medieval monastic life Walking long distances / the idea of leaving, wandering, seeking Gulags Siberia…
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Continue reading →: Coated In Ashes
Today I’m thinking about mortality, for pretty obvious reasons, given today’s news reports about the destruction of Malaysian Airlines Flight 17 and Israel’s ground invasion of the Gaza Strip. I was raised in a household where I was constantly being told that we were on the brink of WWIII, and…
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Continue reading →: My Heart Is A Drum
I’ve been thinking a lot about my passions lately. It’s gradually been dawning on me that I never do any of the things I love most, and I’m trying to figure out why that is. First and foremost on my list is making music, followed closely by writing, with watercolor…
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Continue reading →: New Week, New Goal(s)
As of Thursday, I was down to 174.4 lbs. – my first five pounds lost. However, I haven’t weighed myself, exercised, or watched what I ate since Thursday night, so there’s a good chance I’m back up a bit. But that’s OK. I’m going to go to sleep in a…
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Continue reading →: Week 1 Update: VICTORY!
A week ago, I started watching what I was eating and endeavoring to squeeze a leetle bit more exercise into my day. Using LoseIt.com, I found out that I should be eating about 1240 calories a day in order to lose 2 lbs. a week. Once you add in calories lost…
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Continue reading →: Poisonous Shame
One of my least favorite personal traits is not always being able to fall down, get up, brush it off and keep moving. When I fail at personal tasks that affect other people – even tiny failures, like forgetting to call a friend at a previously set time – for…
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Continue reading →: Weight Loss Presents #1 and #2
I’ve been thinking about it a bit today, and have decided what I’ll be giving myself for reaching my 5 lbs. and 10 lbs. goals. First off, a little background. I started concentrating on losing these stubborn pounds on Sunday, June 30th, at which point I was 179.4 lbs. I’m…
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Continue reading →: Walletless Weekdays
Along with losing weight, my other biggest goal at the moment is to quit wasting money. Since I seem to be leaking funds like a sieve due to having absolutely no self control when it comes to spending money on food, and since I crave food most when I’m bored…
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Continue reading →: Shifting Priorities…and Pounds
Since going off of birth control a year ago, I’ve gained 25 lbs. Add that to the original 20 lbs. that I needed to lose to be at my optimum weight, and you can see that I’m kind of in a bind. (Literally – my jeans are cutting off my…
Hello,
I’m Nova
I have no “personal brand.” I’m not a girl boss, I’m not an influencer, and I don’t aspire to be powerful, inspiring, or rich. I probably can’t teach you anything, and there’s a good chance that there’s nothing at all of interest or use to you here. This is just where I come to talk about the random bits and pieces that make up my quiet life as a sober woman in her 40s. I’m engaged to the love of my life, have six (yes, SIX) indoor pets, and spend a lot of time gardening and hunting for thrift treasures. I also study classical voice (I’m a lyric coloratura soprano) and am deeply interested in all things spiritual and paranormal. Right now I’m trying to recover from career burnout and even out my personal energy, but my eventual goal is to become a medium and shamanic healer, using music to remind humans of the things that actually matter: connection, community, and loving all living things as though they were our own children. I may or may not talk about all of these things here (and sometimes all at once). Welcome!
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