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The other day the cherubs were playing in the back yard, when the girl cherub got one of her famous/infamous nose bleeds. Being the quality mother that I am, I grabbed the chalk and camera, because there is no reason that perfectly good spilled blood should be wasted in my back yard! Yep, my MOY*...
Dear Katrina, I’m just not ready. I’m not ready for all the news reports, the constant coverage and the land blasting of your memories. I’m not ready, even though it’s been 4 years. I still can’t deal with you. I know I should. Believe me, I know. But I just can’t. I tried, really I...
I think a lot of us have dark corners we’d be a lot better off dealing with–I know I sure do. I’m terrible at processing things though. If something doesn’t grate at me constantly, I don’t deal with them–I just THINK I’ve dealt with them until they show up again to prove me drastically wrong.
As for Katrina, I have no doubt that you can totally kick that bitch’s ass.
I’ve decided to dedicate July, or what’s left of it, to truth. I really like this idea, especially because there is a lot of truths I’m having to learn in my life right now. Don’t get me wrong, things are great, I mean REALLY great. It’s just that they are completely different from how I...
Thanks for giving me props for the title. I am so completely pumped that you found your bliss again because you’re pretty incredible at what you do. Enjoy the beach! I’m so jealous that I’m not there. I blame you. :o)
After running errands, including Target, Lowe’s, registering Jacob to take the GED, (again), doing dishes, laundry, feeding the cherubs breakfast and lunch, uploading files, sending work emails, calling the LPC board to check my status, (again), and installing trim in the mudroom, (all while possibly complaining about it), (loudly), (possibly), Emie said: “There’s a lot...
You have the love the simple truths that children dole out unthinkingly.
Yea, simple DELUDED truths.
Yes, honey, we know you do tons around here too, but this is MY place to bitch, go get your own blog.
Dear Intrawebs, Sometimes, when Jeff plays golf alone? Yeah, then? He cheats. Yep, now just go and wrap your mind around that. Hugs and Kisses, Erika
Nice. Real nice. Shall I start telling “the whole truth”?
hmmmm?
ooh! wait, Jeff…let me pop some popcorn first!
Yeah, I’m all for this. As long as it’s YOUR truths, let’s keep telling em.
I’m sure your readers would be much more interested in YOUR truth…shall I start??
C’mon–do you really think there’s room on the mantle for ANOTHER one of those MOY awards? (Or is it just a good excuse to do some more remodeling?)
you are the queen of all. i bow at your feet!!
Greatest. Picture. Ever. I’m seriously bowing to the genius here…