I try really hard to not make the same mistake twice. My mom always said if I got in trouble for something I never got caught doing it again. Is this meant to say that I never did that thing again? Or that I never got caught again? Who's to know? I'd like to think… Continue reading The art of f*cking up
Today is one week post op from having total hip replacement surgery and I swear it feels more like a month from my point of view. There have been good days and bad days, a little depression, a few tears but every day gets a little bit better. I've started physical therapy and that is… Continue reading Hello Betty!
Day after tomorrow is the big day! Hazel the Hip gets her official eviction and I get a brand new hip joint and socket. Queue the ticker tape parade, ribbons, dancers and marching band. I purposely went on a dating hiatus, deactivated my dating apps, focused on myself and my body, preparing my mind for… Continue reading My Man, Johnny Walker
I'm back to listening to Podcasts and I'm currently listening to Justin Long's Life is Short and he's interviewing Actor Jeremy Renner. I was struck by something that Jeremy Renner said about advice his father gave him as a new graduate. His father said "Now go out there and fail!" I was struck with how… Continue reading The Gift of F*cking Up
It's our Blogaversary! Two years ago, I remember where I was, thoughts circling in my brain. I was thinking about my divorce, thinking about how alone I felt. I remember suddenly realizing that I was looking at this whole being alone thing the wrong way. Perhaps I needed to think of the aloneness as being… Continue reading Happy Blogday!!
My new high is when I'm in that sweet spot. When it feels so good and I chase it again and again. I'm not talking about alcohol or any kind of illegal high, but I crave it just the same. No, I'm talking about that sweet window...just an hour or two when the ibuprofen stacked… Continue reading The New High in my life
Twitter. It seems be be getting a new push and is a super active and dare I say hip place to be. Now, I've been on Twitter for over ten years in various account manifestations. I started my very first account after breast cancer and as a means to connect to other breast cancer survivors,… Continue reading My love affair with…
So I cancelled my date with the guy last weekend. I also told him I wanted to go back to being just friends. I explained that he had opened my eyes to my inability to trust and the triggers (how I hate that word) that he spurred. He reluctantly agreed. How does one go about… Continue reading Bandaids over Bullet holes
Hey you. Yeah, you. The one over there bleeding from your blood pumper chest hole where your heart used to be. Waking up daily thinking it was all just a dream only to in the very next moment have reality crash into you that the break up, the divorce, the separation, the end, really did… Continue reading There is an After
Oh Valentine's Day. Here you are again - you little Bastard. You may remember the photo above from a post from January of last year. It spoke to me then because it was a metaphor for my heart. My tender, fragile heart surrounded in spikes to keep everyone out to ensure I wouldn't get hurt… Continue reading VD is upon us….again.