Hi. I'm Phelan Sadie. For seven years, I worked full time while also completing my PhD and I finally finished my PhD in December 2016. During that time, I enjoyed writing about some of my shenanigans, experiences, observations, and insights as a way to connect with other aspects of myself, especially my romantic life which is chock-full of nutty stories. Just when I think things can't get any more weird, life surprises me with more weirdness but it all seems normal to me. At first, I emailed some stories to friends and family, then a couple of friends suggested I start a blog. So, here I am. I've written these stories to the best of my recollection. Some of my stories are funny; some aren't. Some are sexually explicit; some are downright lame. Either way, I hope you appreciate or enjoy them.

About three years ago, I arrived at what I call the intersection of Fuck It Rd. and I Don't Give a Shit Ave. It's a crude way of saying that I've let go of outcome and a sense of absolute control over my life. That I have faith that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be (fuck it) and am being my authentic self despite judgments other people may make about me (I don't give a shit). It's a fantastic place to live, but sometimes my residency is threatened when my romantic life presents challenges. But, my foundation becomes more sturdy as I navigate each challenge. It's a journey rather than a destination, and I'm still human after all. 3/31/17

Monday, March 25, 2013

Moonlighting

I haven't posted anything since August 2012. Some blogger I am...humph. Oh well. I'm a single woman who works full-time, doesn't yet have a Man Friday (rather I'm dating someone for whom I've become a Girl Friday of sorts), and moonlights as a Ph.D. student. Moonlights as a Ph.D. student? Who does that? Apparently me. I always thought that if I moonlit as something, I'd be a glamorous lounge singer - one of those curvy, sultry types who belts out sad songs of former lovers and sips cocktails to drown her sorrows. I'd like to sing Etta James' At Last and mean it, but my love life seems to be more conducive to singing Anything To Say You're Mine or Stormy Weather or I'll Dry My Tears. I've even envisioned moonlighting as a burlesque dancer performing to Imelda May's All for You or Bury My Troubles. Or as blogger who shares her insights and woes. But perhaps earning a Ph.D. is a sexy moonlighting gig in its own right? I have reading glasses - they're sexy, right? Sometimes I wear my Victoria's Secret bathrobe when I'm moonlighting - that's sexy too, right? I don't have the time to be a lounge singer or burlesque dancer - yet - but I can at least start blogging again...and I have some fun stories to share.
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