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Fuck Father’s Day
Father's Day used to mean something. But when the father of your children is a douchebag, what is there to celebrate? Not all men make good fathers.
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Lost in the Emotional Desert
It’s the day after Christmas and it almost feels like Christmas didn’t even happen. I miss my mom and my brother already, they took what little Christmas spirit I had with them when they drove away. They had to leave yesterday because my mother had to work today. I am so glad they were here, the kids and I really enjoyed spending time with them… mr horrible seemed more interested in playing Skyrim than he did in spending any time with me or my family.
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Ghosts of New Years Past
I’ve brought in the New Year in Times Square, at a Night Out event in my hometown, at a house party, at home throwing my own party, and in a parking lot on the Navy base in Jacksonville because my husband had duty but I could sneak him away for a moment to wish him a Happy New Year and then drive back home alone.
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I’ve got the pre-holiday blues…
What to do? I am generally overwhelmed and completely unmotivated for this holiday season. Maybe it was the two days of gray and rain, maybe it’s the stress of moving and unpacking, but I definitely have the pre-holiday blues!
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It’s Mother’s Day…Happy?!
I should have been elated for my special day. It was not the case. I think I am the only one aware in my household *that and my 5 year old* that this weekend was Mother’s Day. He brought me home a plant that he seeded himself in class and a card cut out to form the word MOM with his photo on the front. This was a work of pure genius. My other son brought me a golden dragon (for the Chinese Year of the Dragon that he and I share) that he crafted with his hands out of clay. It was wondrous and I quickly hid it from…
