I am on the last of 4 teenage boys. I learned early on that boys require a special sort of patience, because they bring with them a level of hostility unrivaled by the angriest of all creatures. This morning was a perfect example. As I was dropping my 18 year old off at school … Continue reading Snarling Teenage Boys
Is there a hashtag for this? Personally, I don't understand instagram so I don't know. I just know that if I did understand instagram, I'd be creating this hashtag today. Today my boss lovingly informed me that my ex and his new girl are getting married December 23. She told me because she and her … Continue reading #MyKidIsAnA-Hole
How many years did I bow to the loudest voice in the room? How many times did I fail to stand up for what I believe? How many times did I sit at the dinner table with a narcissist and, finding myself speechless, let my children hear disturbed messages? Too many. There is a time … Continue reading Me & My Big (Amazing) Mouth
This will be short because I am exhausted and not feeling well, but feeling compelled to write. Yesterday was the funeral for my bosses son. It was beautiful. She and her spouse gave the Eulogy, and there are no words to describe it. They were funny, poignant, joyous and sad. They spoke primarily to their … Continue reading Unconditional Love
Forget Resting Bitch Face (RBF) - I have Jack Nicholson Face (JNF) I showed up at work this morning with my JNF. The owner, i.e. my Employer/Boss, sent an email yesterday requesting we begin a new project. A great project. A valid, very necessary project. Except the people she planned to pull to complete the … Continue reading Jack Nicholson Face
Sometimes I write and write and feel like I've never really gotten to the heart of the matter. This blog is like that. I feel the message I'm trying to deliver, but my words feel inadequate, shallow, frivolous. I'll keep going, but I know that on some level I am blocking the root issue. Maybe … Continue reading Good Luck, Other Woman
Things I want to say today It's been a shit day. After a shit night. After another shit day. Here are some apologies, requests, and questions for the world. Mailwoman: I am sorry you can't get to my mailbox. My bad - not yours! I pray you don't stress about the fact that you couldn't … Continue reading Really??