Getting Help

When I was about ten, my mom handed me a book from American Girl called “The Care and Keeping of You 2” and told me to talk to her if I had any questions. I proceeded to read through 96 pages of information for girls who are about to go through puberty. When I finished it, my mom asked again if I had any questions. I apparently had no trouble accepting that I would soon be shopping for bras or bleeding out of my vagina, and I had only one: “Mom, how do I know if I have an eating disorder?”

I Ain’t Afraid of No Spider

Remember that one time when I said I was occasionally going to blog about things other than aerial? Yeah, I lied. Even my non-aerial stories are about aerial. Like this one, which is about a spider!

Today, we were practicing with the roll-up door (the building is a converted warehouse) open.

Naturally, this means some bugs are going to get in; especially in a place like South Carolina.