At this exact moment, I’m feeling hollow, slightly headachy, and my eyes are burning. There is pain in my chest, and a deep, deep sadness. No, Lover and I did not break up. But we are fighting. Fighting a lot. It seems that we cannot disagree on anything without one of us getting hurt by […]
Category: Love
On disappointment
It’s been nearly a year since I quit smoking. The anxiety attacks have lessened, and even when I crave a cigarette the appeal isnt what it was. Also I’ve been saving the mon-ay. Enough to get Lover and I out on a little weekend trip to Flawridaw. I was so ready to get out of […]
Nailed it
When your 3 year old asks for a pig cake (yes a pig cake…no fuckkng idea where she got that from but very clearly and definitely a pig cake) you make a pig cake. So I found this on pinterest. Looks legit. I can probably do this. Lover is ALL about it, hes gonna help […]
LAUGHING AT MYSELF
(Guest post at very long last, from Lover. Enjoy!) Today, the very lovable Lynn (aka Lynnie-Baby aka Starfish aka Trouble aka Big Money aka Wonder Woman) asked me make a guest post on her blog. I’m just gonna give you a snippet of the last 12 hours and a few things I’m grateful for in […]
Feels good
—– Message From: Lynn To: Lover Sent: Wednesday, January 2, 2019, 2:06:35 PM CST Subject: RE: article I realized this morning, as things started snowballing with the medical appointment that I felt very unimportant, they had multiple system failures that resulted in 1) my not getting tested in time for my appointment and 2) more […]
When things are bad
They can always get worse. 1. My friends. They are wonderful caring people who open their arms and homes and phone calls to me 2. The programs of AA and Al Anon. Without those I’d be dead and lost. 3. Coffee 4. A good job. A great job actually. 5. My beautiful funny amazing girls […]
Struggles
Parenting struggles tonight, guys. It’s real. When your kid tells you they’d be happy if their sibling died it’s hard to hear or understand. I mean, they play together? They are all fun and cute and sometimes fight but something is very wrong for A to feel like that. Fast forward through to bedtime. I […]
