Tag: HattitudeOfGratitude🎩
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Granny Has A Hubris
What kind of hubris does it take to enter Top Host when I haven’t produced an episode in over a year? My kind of hubris. The kind that upended an entire life to change for Good. The kind that isn’t afraid. The kind that’s ready to share the mic and ask you to tell us…
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Meanwhile, back at the coffee…
The first two coffee mugs with genuine nail polish initials and XO are drying. It may seem like a silly fundraiser. But I knew when I set out on my own that it would take a village. And the village runs on coffee. For more information and to explore coffee mugs and aprons, here ya…
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Here be Dragons!
No fooling, ripping up your entire life and putting your fun podcast on open-ended hiatus in order to vacate a toxic land and start anew can seem like being stuck in Jello in the fog. But ever so slowly, a piece at a time, you start to feel it groaning back to life again. Content!…
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2% of the way there!
The trip to Minneapolis was fraught. And I have to go back one more time. So, merch and coffee, amirite?
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MamaCat and 1776
And then some other stuff happened. I wanted to stage an all-female 1776. I was going to produce, and play John Adams, and hire an all female team. Some folks headed for Broadway already had theirs in process, and independently producing a musical is a long road. I got as far with it as being…
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Ssshhhh, it’s a secret.
What does MamaCat do when she sells her wedding set and it doesn’t come to much? Well, she cashes in her Southwest flight credits from canceled trips during the marriage, and she goes here: Back to New York in two days, flat broke, still inexplicably married, but much more relaxed. Self Care, jazz babies. Meow,…
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A Rainy Morning’s Outrage
Gentle reader, MamaCat is sipping her coffee and very quietly shaking with rage. The old me, the Diana of a year ago, say, would have put her fist through something and been on the phone to somebody by now. Today’s me, who lives on a couch in New York, is intellectually prepared and so is…
