Dead-ication: Cliffnotes Edition

Ok, so, I think I’ve been out of high school long enough to admit that sometimes I had to get creative and B.S. my way into writing papers on books that were assigned. I didn’t do this all the time, but my poor time management skills and anxiety occasionally prevented me from fully reading the

The Finale of the “Dead-ication”: Part 4

It is finally here! The denouement! (Yeah, I’m fancy!) Denou-what? The end of my blog’s dedication! Well, it’s actually a “dead-ication“, because they are all dead. If you want to learn about the people I dedicated this blog to so far, you can read part 1 here, part 2 here, and part 3 here.  TLDR;

Part 3 of the Dead-ication: My Personal Guardian Angels

So sorry (not!) to keep you waiting again with the cliffhangers. Maybe you’re just like, come on witch! Let’s get this longass story over with, already! Well, we’re nearing the end, so buckle up, because you’re in for a wild ride!  In the first part of this saga, you saw me dedicate this website to

Part 2 of the Dead-ication: My Grampa’s teeth weren’t real AND…

Sorry to keep you waiting. That is how cliffhangers work, afterall.  On the last episode of “All About my Ancestor Angels,” I spoke about my dad’s side of my family. I didn’t get a chance to know my Grandma Lillian very well, but I wanted her to be included in my blog’s dedication for “inspiring

All About my Ancestor Angels: A Dead-ication (Part 1)

First of all, I have a deep connection with my unruly, dysfunctional family. Don’t get me wrong, I love them, but come on! This is especially true, when they are dead. When people in my family die, weird shit happens. Like, I can’t get rid of them (I don’t want to). It seems that my