PrttySweet Distractions

How you choose between the lesser of two evils means deciding which one carries the least harm. Is it consequences be damned or do you heed the possibility of danger?

'Tis the season of Pots O'Gold, 4 leaf clovers, and all things green. On St.Patty's Day, we will bask in the Love, Loyalty, and Friendship represented by the Claddagh ring.

On this weekend before St.Patty's Day, we talk about all our escapades, partying, drinking, being the designated person and all the craziness it entails.

Spin a tale of mischief, magic, and mystical mayhem. Highlight the fun and subtle differences between the Imps and Fairies as we celebrate the legends, and lore of all things stirring up chaos around St. Patrick's Day.

The song says, "can't buy me love". Yet, even affection can seem transactional. Whether it's flowers and candy, jewelry, or a well-timed Slurpee, is it the gift, the intent, or the perception that skews emotion? While it should be the thought that counts and affection should be free, it often seems that the price of the gift can determine the amount of love in gratitude. Is love actually free or is everything, even love, for sale?

It's not what I said, it's what you heard. It’s so easy to get lost in the mix of how well we think we know people, mood, perception, and what is actually being said. Inflection matters as much as words do. In this day of digital communication, it's easy to overlook the intent of a conversation. But even face to face things get lost in translation and words are taken out of context.

We live in an age where being straight forward is a rarity, where people see what they can get and then play innocent when they are called out. Micromanaging interpersonal relationships and weaponizing kindness is becoming the norm. It's an unfortunate truth. Gaslighting is commonplace in the games people play.

A gripping look at the messy rhythm of growth, where every victory seems to spark a new setback. This show leans into the drama of stumbling, rising, backsliding, and still trying through the chaos. No one ever said the journey would be easy, but growth is always worth it

We often find ourselves automatically apologizing for the parts of us that may make others uncomfortable. We get torn between expected politeness, undeserved respect, and whatever our truth may be. Though it can be a hard line to walk, we need to accept ourselves and stand tall in our truth with no apologies.

The bittersweet truth that sometimes relationships give us almost everything we want — but the missing piece still hurts. Is it enough? Can it ever be? When you give it all to a person that can't seem to reciprocate in kind, is comfort, companionship, and desire enough or does it just mimic the love that is needed?