Morning Hooping

We have a new tradition in our house.  Morning hooping in the kitchen. My kitchen is the bane of my existance.  It’s that boyfriend who treats you like a princess but cheats on you every weekend; it’s the job that you love but doesn’t pay shit; it’s the margarita that is so delicious you (figuratively)…

Age Defying Lift

I would rather have a root canal than go bra shopping.  (Full disclosure, I’ve never actually had a root canal.) But seriously, I hate it so much it makes me swear… but not swear normally, I’m so full of hate I spit out weirdly put together swearing phrases that make me sound like a Persian…

Love. Ridiculousness. Beauty.

I told you all a few weeks ago about my friend being attacked, beaten, and sexually assaulted.  I am not going to pretend to know what she’s going through… there’s no way in the world I could.  And honestly talking about how this is effecting me sounds like such a self centered bullshit thing to do. …

The night of bodily fluids

Once a week David has a soccer game in the evening.  Sometimes they’re before the kids go to bed so we can all come and watch, other times they’re after they go to bed and I get some time to myself while he’s gone and they’re asleep.  Every once in a while though the game is right over bedtime which sucks…

New Love

I fell in love tonight.  I fell in love with a new man, his name is Finn. I wrote about Operation Regain Sanity the other day, trying to make it as light and funny as possible but the truth is there wasn’t much light about it… there hasn’t been much light about my life lately…

Operation Regain Sanity

In terms of actual writing on this blog in the past month or so I have done a grand total of two “here’s a few pictures of my new kid” posts, a stupid story when I was trying way to hard to find something to write, and one angry rant.  In short, I apologise for writing…

I Come First. I’m Ok With That.

There has been some building stress in our lives over the past few months.  The basic reason?  Things have been going in a drastically different direction than we anticipated them going.  It kept getting more and more frustrating, more and more uncomfortable, and further and further away from what we wanted our lives to look…

Osama Yo Mama

I was going to try and write a post about how disheartened and sad the reactions of Americans and especially Christians left me feeling yesterday but was having trouble putting it into words.  Today though a blogging and unschooling buddy of mine managed to post on hers many of the things I wanted to say so…

Love Means Vomit Hugs

Love is hugging someone when they’re sad even though they’re covered in their own barf. Last night while David and I were watching TV we heard a cry from the bedroom, thinking that Verona lost her pacifier I went in to find her laying on our bed (she likes to crawl up there) in a…

Rainbow Sherbert, Please

Since nothing new and exciting has been going on in my life lately I’ve decided to give you a random story from the past.  Since there’s nothing super special about it I drew you all some crappy pictures, and yes I realize I totally jacked the whole “pictures done in paint and weird story” thing…

All The Grace In The World

My life right now: 1. Verona won’t sleep… she also won’t eat/play/read books/hang on/do anything but sit and scream. 2. Strawberry, also known as his little monster growing inside me (I say that in the most loving way) hates me in a way Verona never did.  I’m hungry all the time but everything sounds GROSS. …