reading time: 3 minutes This week has been what is known as craptastically crappy. I am pretty sure I am living under a black cloud, my own personal cloud of doom. And it’s been raining poo upon me. A disgusting visual, I know, but one that accurately describes my week. Craptastic: Level 1 Over […]
reading time: 2 minutes Technically, it’s a Thursday. But I am fairly certain that it is actually a Monday thinly veiled as a Thursday. Either that or I am completely incapable of life today. Honestly, it could be either. I rolled out of bed this morning, a full hour before I needed to be, […]
reading time: 2 minutes I’m telling you, sometimes it is terribly hard to manage all the sexiness that is me. It’s a burden, but a burden I have to bear nonetheless. This morning, I woke up refreshed after about 7 hours of good sleep after 48 hours running on about 30 minutes of sleep. […]
reading time: 2 minutes I am not entirely sure which of those days this particular day is. I do know that there is some reason to think that perhaps I should have stayed in bed, preferably wrapped in bubble wrap and wearing a muzzle. I started the day with a blue eye. Not black […]
reading time: 4 minutes The last two weeks have been insane and nonstop drama. Let’s see, it all began with the poop storm within my apartment,… literally. Just moments after Ashley and Donovan left for school last Friday, I heard the sudden whoosh of a large amount of water. So I walked back towards […]
reading time: < 1 minute Is it a bad omen? Is it a sign that things are not going to go well for me today when, as I am coming back inside after seeing the kids off to school, a crow dive bombs me and nearly poops in my coffee? I don’t know which would […]
reading time: < 1 minute There are some things, as a mother, that remain over my head and dealing with morning wood is one of them. My little guy has recently discovered this phenomena and it is,… well,… awkward! Not having the same plumbing, I am woefully unequipped to deal with said problem! But it […]
reading time: 2 minutes There is nothing I hate more than labels, even though I know sometimes they are necessary. But labels can be so limiting in someone’s perception of you, or your own perception of yourself. I hate being put in a box because of what someone labels me. Just because someone labels […]
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reading time: 2 minutes ::UPDATE:: Well, it appears that my drama-loving “friend” was not directly responsible,… this time. Somebody else that knows of me through them supposedly used their account to send the incriminating message to my other friend. Whatever. Supposedly they found out about it after the fact, but didn’t do a damn […]