If you're throwing a party and you need someone to get the dancing started, call me. If you're throwing a party and you're concerned you might be labeled crazy by association, then don't reach out, because damnit, I dance. I dance like no one's watching. Always on beat, yet blissfully unaware of what my appendages …
Condiment Control
You know what my favorite time of day is? Dinner time. Yup. I love feeling defeated so much that I figure, hey, why not make my own mess to clean, then willingly hand my creation over to a bunch of uncoordinated master manipulators who will undoubtably criticize my efforts, grind it into the rug, and …
My Little Middle Man
I know how it happens, that thing they call "middle child syndrome." Baby #1 is born into responsibility and expectation. The role model or leader (if by nothing else but birth order) for all that may follow. Then along comes baby #2. Baby #1 assumes his/her role and is praised as a wonderful older sibling …
Priorities…
I have what an article once coined as "high functioning anxiety." Something I think most women have felt in one way, shape or form in their lives, but mine was encoded in my DNA just waiting to rear it's ugly head when I hit puberty, landing me in the emergency room crying for my mom. …
Redemption
So there I was, on my knees on the tile floor of the handicapped stall of my gym, caught somewhere between sobs of anger and lunacy. I must have dropped that "F bomb" about a dozen times before bringing myself to look at the little pink plus sign again through blurred eyes. And, on the …
For Starters…
I don't know why I'm starting this blog. I enjoy writing, but can scarcely find the time to jot down a decent grocery list, let alone write some inspiring, inciteful crap, readers want to keep reading. This very well may be my first and last post. Depends on how much sleep the baby will give …
Chaos + Creation 