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…
Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time
It’s been an hour since we got home from picking my mother from the airport and already my mom is tinkering around my apartment, moving things around, fiddling with my belongings. Usually, this would cause me great stress and be the starting point of many arguments this holiday season. This time it only makes me smile.
Why You Trippin?
A friend I barely hear from is suddenly blowing up my phone about a holiday visit. I'm less than enthused about meeting the significant other. I'm hoping I can keep the fake face to a minimum.
Trick or Treat…
All week I’ve been dreading instead of anticipating Halloween. I’m working on assignments and handling the extra workload as secretary of the Student Veteran Association on campus… so between that, homelife and studying for tests, I haven’t had many spare moments to focus on it!
The Witching Hour Approaches
I am not ready for Halloween. I am suddenly under pressure when the Apartment announces they are hosting a party. What do I do?
