I'm Mik. Model, mother, moron. Future meta-magician. Former logic clinician.
My better half and I own Brainfood Bookstore in Longmont, Colorado. It is the only exclusively indie- and local-lit bookstore in the nation. We meet a lot of crazy folks.
Testimonial from a former roommate:
"Living with you was like living with a quiet little opinionated deer person who floated around like a ghost and said smart/nutso things and ate seaweed. "
I love Colorado. I love mountains. I love hiking. I read and write. I raise my children to the best of my ability. I have lupus and have defeated early-stage cancer twice, so I pretty much fully support the use of medical marijuana.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
loook jordan i have hummus i have your life on a plate
ANYWAY John and I each got a corporate account with Best Western, which is awesome because it means that a night here costs only $10 more than at the creepy flea motels on the north side of town and out by the highway, but THIS ONE has a bus line that goes to it (hahahaahahahahaa), a hot breakfast, giant rooms, complimentary hot cocoa, an espresso machine in the room, fancy shit everywhere, no bugs, lots of people on fancy business trips… oh and a Sleep Number bed I can’t seem to figure out how to work >.<
So, today one of our customers brought in Sunday’s newspaper… I was right there on the front page! I can’t believe it! I knew we were in an article that was in the Sunday paper, but I had NO IDEA my face was on the front friggin’ page! 0.0
(PS I’m in the article about Longmont becoming better for business, NOT the article about the Denver teen’s death…)
my dog is so sad that john and the kids went out to play in the snow
she is watching them from the couch
I have feathers glued to my face.
I got my Earthly Bodies Nag Champa and Moroccan Nights hemp seed oil body spray in the mail today! Yayy!
Now I’m gonna go take a shower and make myself soft and smelly <3
lemondrop.. It’s not medical grade, unfortunately, but hey. Lots of stems, good for cooking.
We’re probably the only people in the universe who get a bag of weed and go, “Yessss! Lots of stems!” But I’ve had to basically quit smoking pot until I start steroids for pleuritis again because my lungs can’t handle it right now, so cannibutter is my best friend.
I miss the days when my hair looked like this. I do not miss the days when I thought this qualified as ‘a lot’ of weed.
My caramel-apple flavored high-CBD cannabis sucker is the only thing keeping me from death right now.
It’s a cold snowy day in Colorado so I wore a heavy plaid shirt today. My three-year-old son kindly informed me that I ‘look like Beetlejuice.’ Thanks, kid. -_-
Raising a dork early.
Sophie and I playing a game of Lord of the Rings chess.
Did I mention she’s 3?
I mean look at this fucking dog acting like she belongs in my bed.
a glimpse of the rare independent bookstore manager perched in her natural habitat
I deserve an award for doing construction work while I have a hematoma on my vulva and a laceration that has been open and bleeding for 11 days.
