i think i’m…

i am that lady that you stare at in the walmart.  i am a loud, brass woman.  i like being a woman.  i like who i am on tuesdays and every third sunday.  i am the mother of 3 sentient creatures-mostly genetically human-with autism spectrum disorders.  i live with my partner, my exhusband and two loin-fruits, a liger, a cat who is missing all feline qualities, a guinea pig and ghosts who come from the life size painting of c3po in the front bedroom.  i have an unidentified neurological disorder.  i am an anarchist, and i loathe capitalism.  i believe in full equality for all ppls and i think borders are bullshit.  i believe in science.  i am a unitarian universalist.  i cook.  i love to read.  i have friends all over the world who do amazing things and i love them.  i listen to punk rock, bluegrass, country and western (not that new shit, but the classics), some gypsy punk and polka.  there are times i surprise myself with gifts and scary stories….i also tell myself secrets but end up spilling the legumes when i pressure me, it’s quite embarrassing.
i wrote to save my sanity for years, then went insane anyway.  but i have been told by doctors and clerics and an animal or two that i am firmly planted back on my rocker, therefore, i may vomit my sane and rational reality all over the virtual world.
there are many reasons i don’t like to write under my given name, but i have to say, the biggest is to buffer those i love against the interpretations of society at large.  i write from the guts of me.  i write in the moment.  i write so i don’t stop breathing again.  but life is not constant, and emotions are quite fleeting and deceptive.  my life, my experiences, my actions, my feelings are my beast of burden and mine alone….



  1. dcardiff · October 13, 2013

    We’d get along great. ~ Dennis

  2. The Belmont Rooster · October 14, 2013

    That is a varied diet for sure! But, I agree, we are all equal in this ordeal called life. It is supposed to be what we make it, not what everyone else thinks it should be. I can get along with anyone as we can all find some common ground. For one, we both like to cook, and I know I like to eat. It also sounds like we have very similar political opinions. I think I just may follow your craziness. How come I can’t click on “notify me of follow-up comments”? You really need to fix that.

    • cakeleevannila · October 14, 2013

      i am the absolute worst computer user in the history of computer users! i just recently learned how to share links on facebook. i will try to look around on the settings and see if i can fix that. thanks for bringing it to my attention!!

  3. The Barefoot Bookworm · October 17, 2013

    Hi! How could I not follow, what with you being so many things at once? You’re the first queer blogger I’ve come across WordPress.com in a very long while. Very pleased to make your bloggy acquaintance.

    • cakeleevannila · October 17, 2013

      why thank you!!! i have been following your blog too! your love of books is wonderful! we are book hoarders in this house!

      • The Barefoot Bookworm · October 17, 2013

        I think book hoarders are some of the best sort of people! Although sometimes I wonder if my partner feels the same way, on account of sleeping space can be hard to find when there are books all over the bed. 😛

  4. Dottaraphels · November 7, 2013

    My kind of gal 🙂
    I love you speak your mind, I like that you know your truths and I love that you adore your life and family. I’ll visit often.

  5. Lex Lake · November 16, 2013

    I just wanted to stop by and say thank you so much for following my blog and supporting me in my journey!
    Much love.

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