I Was Married to the Bad Boy
Don't buy the Hollywood lies. Bad boys are a pipe dream. I learned that lesson the hard way.
Facebook is so Yesteryear
A 2012 Facebook rant that still holds up — the ads, the drama, the military spouse politics that played out in status updates. On why I was already done with it.
Desperately seeking kitchen…
I have a smallish kitchen now. I miss my kitchen back in Virginia. For someone who likes to cook, having adequate space for storage and prep is key. Unfortunately that is the one thing this kitchen does not have, so I have to reinvent the wheel literally with this place.
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.
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.
