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Failure Is Not an Option…
So I have a goal for the end of this month: to feel (and noticeably look) more fit. I would like to be able to say that I am only motivated by personal improvement… but I’m not that noble! Mr Horrible is arriving for a visit, and Lord knows I don’t want to be found worse off than when I left! I gained 20 lbs since I moved here to Texas. I know I sank into an unhealthy depression, after the big move, the trauma from the move, and emotions (mine and the children’s) crashed on me all at once. It doesn’t make me feel better to see the evidence…
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Alcohol, Cocktails and Other Adult Band-aids
There was a time in recent history when I was drinking, but it wasn't socially and I wasn't happy. When was that and why?
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Angry As I Wanna Be…
It is crazy to me to my mom is actually mad at me that I don’t feel sorry for my ex-husband. It’s crazy to me that she is actually criticizing the fact that I don’t have any sort of empathy or sympathy for somebody who has remorselessly killed two marriages and has shown little to no respect to me as a person and a woman.
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Woman on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown
Impending doom is coming - in the form of the husband returning from deployment. Why the dread?
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About a cat…
How chasing my cat in the middle of the night led to the birth of this blog...














