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.
It’s not easy being mean
Every fight in our marriage is about one kid. His. While he was at his mother's for Christmas we had not one argument. Now he's coming home. Ugh — it's not easy being mean.
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!
Going Mental in the Rental
One month in the New Jersey rental. Still unpacking. Christmas in 23 days. The crockpot is the only thing keeping me sane. Certain people expect a meal when they get home.
It’s Mother’s Day…Happy?!
I don't know why I bother to hope for better holidays. What's the point of Mother's Day?
