Thee Hairapist Is In

My guests this week are a double dose of wisdom, love, and kindness. Princess Scooshie Mama and Best Dude are back in the house! One is ready to be a star and the other, well, let's just say, I'm lucky I got what I got out of her.

I love the Grinch. Always have, always will. I fully understand why he felt the way he did about the holidays, and why he acted out of grumpiness. I too have a Grinch-like heart. It's why my family refers to me as "The Stinch." And just like his heart grew, so has mine, too.

I have an older cousin who I love like a sister. My cousin has an older sister who she didn't get enough time with here on Earth. Spend some time with us as we reminisce on a beautiful life cut too short.

Looking back on failed relationships can be hard. Especially when it has nothing to do with romance, and everything to do with friendship. "Best" friendships, to be exact.

Women are such magical creatures. We are made with the purpose and gift to create, carry, and birth life. But what happens when that purpose is not fulfilled? Can hope be found after grief, somewhere over the rainbow? Does speaking up or staying silent take away the pain? Explore this facet of motherhood with me and one of my life long friends, as she rips me right out of a closet I wasn't rea...

What exactly is too much? Am I too much, or has my life been plagued by people who are just too little? Tough question, simple answer. It ain't me baby! Never has been, never will be.

What does life look like after losing a spouse? Join me as I talk with my mom, "The Co-host," about losing my dad.

Surprise, I'm back! The holidays are upon us and what better time to unpack some heavy stuff. Oh. You don't feel like it? You're not ready? Then skip this season all together because it's gonna be a wildly difficult, and wonderfully beautiful ride. But only if you jump on and strap in.

I was on a role and couldn't leave you hanging. So much for trying to control the universe. Enjoy part two and then go find a way to enjoy some Psylocibin.

I flaked out on you last week so you know I gotta hit you with an extra special bonus episode. Kinda like the shrooms hit me at Portola Festival last weekend, and delivered a life changing punch to my spirit, heart and mind. Like to hear about it? Here it goes...

We did it! And by we I mean Baby Steph and I. This is the last (regular) episode of Season 4, marking 80 episodes in total. Quite the accomplishment if we do say so ourselves.

It's a sobriety celebration! If I've learned anything during this time, it's that it truly is about the journey. I'm enjoying it, because the destination is not my goal.

I'm in the wading room. Similar to a waiting room, but covered in "the ick". It's a dirty, filthy, grimy place to be but it's a necessary stop on the way to change.

This week has been one for the books. But not a good book that you would enjoy reading. A textbook. Better yet, a math book. Ah yes, a good, old fashioned calculus book. Enjoy!

We know what love is, but you know what's not love? Unlove. Giving the barebones minimum, and sometimes not even that much, to someone you claim to love. Neglect masquerading as love that expects to be shown gratitude. I know a few people who are loved like that by their immediate family. This episode is dedicated to his parents. You know who you are.

I bet you'll never guess who cries this episode? But I should get a pass since it's about my cute ass niece and nephew. Hey, at least I start off with an angry rant about an internet troll.

Trigger Warning: I'm coming in cool and going out hot this episode. I truly mean to attack you personally with this one. You should be upset, but not at me. Be upset at yourself for the way you're choosing to do life. Hope the shoe fits!

The struggle is real, but the show must go on! Even if it's only for 5 minutes.

Time to proclaim the good news! I'm festival bound and I can't wait for the bay, the music, and the trees that breathe right before your eyes.

First thing I did when I got home from my much needed getaway was unpack my bags. I had no clue I'd be unpacking some emotional baggage as well.

"Good morning. Good morning. Good morning to you. Our day is beginning, there's so much to do." Now Let's Elsa and Ana this b*tch and get some shit done!

In my line of business, regrowth means your roots are showing. In this episode, regrowth means there's still work to be done and lessons to be learned.

Look. I really can't help it that I'm right when I'm right, and I'm right most of the time. At least, intuitively.

Baby Steph is in the building! She's taking over the podcast because she's tired of me holding back. Sorry, not sorry, and please take offense.

It's moving day and I'm on to bigger and better! Well, except for my room. I'm losing space there. But I do have a backyard and a space to record in the garage, so, it's a win.