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JUNE 2026

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Well, June.

What do I say to June? It’s the first month of Summer. It could be the wellspring and opening of gates. Glorious.

Instead it’s the beginning of a smoke ridden nightosphere that is known as Oregon.

Lets catch up on somethings. My husband M now lives in Seattle while I still reside in the Columbia Gorge. Sounds dramatic!! It’s not. We’ve had to do many a long distance stints while he was getting his career aligned with fisheries related occupations that it doesn’t even phase me anymore. Frankly, I don’t mind the alone time.

There are struggles, but M is not the source of them. I miss my Mother, my dog, my happiness. Work has me filling two and a half positions, which equates to 100 work hours a week, and I’m balancing at 50. I’m exhausted. On top of the work duties I squeeze into my 50 hour work week my weekends are booked.

This weekend, Juneteenth holiday, I have my annual girls trip. We are heading out to ZigZag, Oregon to a lovely cabin. Many pics incoming.

Then it’s the work holiday Party.

then it’s my trip to seattle.

then then tehn tehn tehntehasehjdt;galsidhga’esdpg

My house is a mess. I do my best to keep my life and clothes clean, but jesus, the chores are never ending.

I’m realizing how often I took my husband for granted. The things he did because my depression made me incapable. I’m slowly remembering all of the hobbies I had that my depression separated me from. I’m not ready to dive back into those hobbies, but, I’m getting there.

As always, I miss my Mother. There is family drama that I am unwilling or unable to detail out. However I feel it would’ve been nipped in the bud had my mother still be present. She didn’t suffer any fools.

xoxo
Amb

Savage Daughter

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My Mother was quite the music lover. She loved so many types and genres of music she was always able to make recommendations to people. This is the last recommendation my Mother made to me.

Savage Daughter

I am my mother’s savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
I am my mother’s savage daughter
I will not cut my hair
I will not lower my voice

My mother’s child is a savage
She looks for her omens in the colors of stones
In the faces of cats, in the falling of feathers
In the dancing of fire
In the curve of old bones

I am my mother’s savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
I am my mother’s savage daughter
I will not cut my hair
I will not lower my voice

My mother’s child dances in darkness
She sings heathen songs
By the light of the moon
And watches the stars and renames the planets
And dreams she can reach them
With a song and a broom

I am my mother’s savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
I am my mother’s savage daughter
I will not cut my hair
I will not lower my voice

We are all brought forth out of darkness
Into this world, through blood and through pain
And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking
So sing them with voices if thunder and rain

We are our mother’s savage daughters
The ones who run barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
We are our mother’s savage daughters
We will not cut our hair
We will not lower our voice

We are our mother’s savage daughters
The ones who run barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
We are our mother’s savage daughters
We will not cut our hair
We will not lower our voice

We are our mother’s savage daughters
The ones who run barefoot
Cursing sharp stones
We are our mother’s savage daughters
We will not cut our hair
We will not lower our voice

Long Overdue

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Hello world!

I have decided to make it my goal that I post at least once a week and try to get some life back into my blog. Unfortunately at this point I don’t have my  computer set up so I’m posting on mobile. Therefore you will have to forgive me for any over looked spelling or punctuation errors.

So, what’s new with me? Not terribly much. I’m still working full time as a FYI manager but I have also picked up two shifts a week bartending. That helps give me some fun money.

My birthday is in less than two weeks. It’s hard to believe that I will be 31. Being old is overrated. 

Beyond that Mr and I are getting ready for winter. Enjoying the warm days while we have them and opening the house as much as possible but also preparing our indoor spaces. I haven’t been upstairs painting since last spring. I’m hunting for a cheap but functional desk for my art room as well. We will see how that turns out..

M and I went to a dinner party last night and had a great time with two other couples. A veritable feast of smoked ribs, coleslaw, rolls, cauliflower, baby red potatoes and delicious cider. 

2Towns cider actually. I had the outsider and it was fantastic. It doesn’t hurt that it’s from Corvallis either. 

Mike gave me a birthday present early. A new tablet! Hooray! My life hasn’t been the same since my last tablet bricked last spring. It’s crazy to believe it’s been that long. 

Beyond that I haven’t much to share! I guess we will see what turns up next week. 

Happy October!

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Well, to finish up what I started on my last post. I did not get a new car. I was sad.

So instead I got a Honda Ruckus!



https://instagram.com/p/8RrrzKgWyN/?taken-by=ambasinner



It’s pretty dang awesome.

I also went to a wedding.



https://instagram.com/p/74NNDDAWyL/



And it was super fun and radical.

I don’t know what else to really say. My life is not exciting these days! I work and work and don’t take pictures of anything (whoops!)

I did just today though buy a new chair and table for my computer in my Craft room. So it’s entirely possible I will be online much more often than I have before. I really want to get back into blogging. It makes me happy!

Until next time!

xoxo