One year ago today was the official beginning of my new life.  I guess the unofficial beginning was the day I made the decision and the words were out of my mouth. But today, yes, today was the official beginning. 

November first was the day I moved out of my house… Read full post »

1. Who was your FIRST prom date? 

My first prom date was my first love. See below. We went to the prom, and afterwards, went to the beach, where we stayed all night until the sun came up. It was magical. Then we went to his house where his father… Read full post »

I imagine there will be stories that will far outweigh the woes of our story. For those who have been through much, much tougher times, my heart goes out to you.

In the big scheme of things, my son's brachial plexus injury is minor. He can walk, talk, function as a… Read full post »

Here's a funny story. About divorce. I guess it's not so funny. Now that I think about it. But anyway...

My youngest son told me the other day, after I asked, that his cousin had delivered her baby. I knew she was due very soon. This cousin is my STBX's sister's… Read full post »

Poor guy, you've been the victim all your life.  It's a real shame. Nothing "ever" goes your way. Everyone else has it better.  No one works as hard as you. No one tries as hard as you. No one does anything right like you. You're never fairly compensated. You're never appreciated… Read full post »

The Scene: The apartment complex pool. It's 9:00 pm. We're going for a nightswim, me and my two boys. I'm wearing my mom-suit. You know, the hideous swimsuit with a skirt. I wouldn't dream of horrifying my boys with my bikini, or anyone else for that matter. Although for… Read full post »

My first son was born in November of 1995. What a beginning that day was. You can read about that day (if so inclined – but it may help to understand this story) earlier on my blog.

Suffice it to say it was a traumatic delivery.  He was injured during… Read full post »

Small boy between us

Your hand on my neck is warm

Your eyes whisper to me

Driving home from work after 5:00 today, the day is SO gorgeous, that I've rolled my windows down to catch the warm breeze. Who cares about my hair? I'm going home anyway. The sun is in my eyes, I've got my sunglasses on, listening to music on my homemade cd. I… Read full post »

No one ever said our posts had to be about anything. I just have an extreme need to get Stewie off the top of my blog, because  he and his gigantic football head have been staring at me for weeks now. Sorry Jeff, but he just had to be bumped down.… Read full post »

Love ya! 

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RAGDOLLS

Ragdolls are well known for being large,  with super soft fur, much like a rabbits fur. They're also known for being mellow, relaxed cats. They "rag" when they're relaxed, which means they become floppy like rags. And believe me, they're relaxed 90% of the time. They're very attach… Read full post »

I just wanted to publicly thank (already took care of the personal thanks) to RicTresa for making my banner. He was alerted to the fact that I was struggling with my own banner. I was trying to make something pretty, but clearly, didn't have a clue! RicTresa to the rescue. He… Read full post »

As I sit here again, alone in my apartment on a Sunday morning,  I find myself doing the same thing I do every other Sunday morning when the ex has the kids (and Saturday morning...or night...or whatever...) Listlessly, apathetically pacing, wandering about the place. To the kitchen, shuffl… Read full post »

Good day my OS friends. Today I left my cell phone at home. Being oh so dependent on it, I came home for lunch to get it, quickly browsed my cd's for some music to enjoy on the way back to work and decided on John Prine's self titled album. I… Read full post »

November 27, 1995 did not start out like any other day. In fact, when I woke up (ha! did I actually get any sleep that night before in a hospital? NO, I can assure you I did not. I did, however, get up in my very pregnant state, to use the… Read full post »

The very thought of coming up with 25 (interesting) things about me almost makes my brain shut down. Is that smoke coming out of my ears? First off, I don't think there are 25 interesting things about me. Second, they might be sort of interesting to me, perhaps, MAYBE, but undoubtedly not t… Read full post »

The foot path meanders along the rocks. Down below, the pebbles rattle as the surf recedes.  The clacking of the rocks is music to my ears. I smile.  Jacket zipped up to my chin, hands in pockets, I breathe deeply as I walk the trail. The sun on my back warms… Read full post »