Remember when I told y'all that I'm like Rain Man with dates? It's both a blessing and a curse. Two years ago today I came home (It was a Friday) and kicked my husband out of our home. I'd found out he'd been lying about working, he'd been accused of committing a felony and he… Continue reading Two Years Ago Today….
I made some moves today, y'all. I ended the relationship with The Gentleman. It was honestly the sweetest breakup I've ever had. We just are two strong willed, independent and stuck in our ways adults. There are some things I'm just not willing to ignore or accept and the same goes for him. We parted… Continue reading And then one day….
I took this photo on our most recent Sister Birding Adventure. My sister focuses on birds. Birds are her thing. Birds are my thing too, but so is landscape, shape, plants, insects, dead things...yes, I photograph the occasional dead thing, it's ok my sister doesn't get it either. I edited this photo and named it… Continue reading Spider Cactus?
Am I the only one who hears 'N Sync's "Bye Bye Bye" when I read the title of this blog post? Is it just me? It's the end of 2017. As I write this, it's the day before New Years Eve. I know I'm not alone in wishing 2017 a hasty exit and a cheery "don't… Continue reading Bye Bye Bye 2017
I feel like my bullshit meter is so broken, there is no way calibrate it I don't have a clue what to title this post. A topic has been on my heart for the last couple of days and when an idea for a post sticks with me for more than a few hours I… Continue reading Can you recalibrate a busted up B.S. meter?
The gown is washed, the crinoline and netting is cut out, I washed it on cold and hung it to dry, it's been boxed, sealed and addressed. Clearly, I chose to donate my wedding gown to Angel Gowns. You guys overwhelmingly voted in the comments, on a Twitter poll and on Facebook to donate my… Continue reading Operation Purge: Complete!
"Women are like tea bags, you never know how strong they are until they're in hot water" For the past year, the same song has been on loop in my head. Not the whole song, just the chorus, and not all day, just in the first quiet moments of the morning. The song is Ooh… Continue reading What a difference a Year makes
The first year of divorced life is legit like living in a bipolar fever dream of mood swings and emotional roller coaster rides. Die hard readers will remember when I wrote in a previous blog that when the writing bug hits me, it goes something like this.... The first sentence of a blog or article… Continue reading Tattoobies & Other Ramblings