My So Called Life
All the random ass shit that happens. Read at your own risk.
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Merry Christmas to Me – the Gift of Peace
There are many benefits to having older teens. First is that I no longer have to wake up at the butt crack of dawn on Christmas morning to open presents, or to do the “Christmas” thing.
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I Will Never Give Up or Exhaust
Ditch the Bitch – Double Standards in Adulting
Tales of an Outsider
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Stepped Over the Line – Disrespecting My Boundaries
To the casual bystander, it would appear that all I do is bitch about my mother and my brother.
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Choke on Your Bitchy Pudding
My second post-divorce Christmas was simultaneously a success and my worst nightmare. My children were gloriously surprised and pleased with their presents. My brother was tickled to see everyone so happy with their gifts. Then there was my mother…the Grinch ain’t got nothing on her. She gives being a Christmas bitch a new name…
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I Am Not the Favorite Child
I poured myself a cup of coffee this morning, after being woken up by my mother, I needed caffeine support to keep me upright. After the first cup, I set my mug on the counter, with the expectations that the mug would be conveniently located in closest proximity to the supplies.
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Deja Vu Drama – Double Down on Your Disappointment
Desperately seeking kitchen…
No Shit Sherlock Award
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Hitting the Unlike Button
Parking at my complex has always given me grief. Before the managers implemented the paid reserved parking, finding a spot, especially on weekends when everyone but me seems to have “extra” guests, was near impossible. I opted for the paid spot because I have enough uncertainty in my life, whether or not there’s going to be a spot near my building is the last thing I want to think about when I have groceries and two flights of stairs to climb.
