Here is to a Day Full of Laughs, Pistachios, Normal Hormone Levels and Great Sex

Yesterday happened to be one of those days that started off shitty thanks to the total "I could so easily rip your head off" mood I woke up in.  Thank you so much PMS and the stuck on repeat, seems to be never-ending menstrual cycle I now have.  Have I mentioned how much I am so enjoying getting older?  My 30-something self has become a battle of wills.  Me against the machine.  The machine being age, my body, hormones.  I am pretty sure my face now breaks out more than it did when I was a teenage girl....more

For My Son

The following is a letter I sent to my Governor, Rick Scott, of Florida.  Over the past few days, Governor Scott was on a suppossed 'listening tour for education' across Florida.  Not only did Governor Scott not listen, he ignored all who were not pre-screened to speak and held closed door 'meetings' with the pre-selected speakers....Dear Governor Scott,...more

My Emotional Baggage

I hate the spotlight.  I hate receiving gifts, awards, praise.  I like my role to be a nurturer, a giver.  I hate asking for help.  I like to try to accomplish everything myself, partially due to my need to be in control of situations and partially because I hate burdening people.  Hating the spotlight and not wanting to burden people have kept me silently dealing with a problem that until today, no one knew I had.  Not my family.  Not The Big Guy....more

I Forgot to Say 'No'

This morning the middle school had its first PTO meeting of the new school year.  Being the good mother that I am, I got up at 5:30 this morning, took a shower, got the kids up, fed them breakfast, made lunches, got them off on the bus and finished getting ready for my meeting....more

Messed Up...Just Enough

A couple of weeks ago I noticed that Honey Boo Boo was all my twitter peeps were talking about.  I was clueless as to what/who Honey Boo Boo was.  I felt like that person at a party who stands in the corner just watching because they don't know anyone and feel left out.  I sent off a tweet asking my peeps what the hell Honey Boo Boo was all about.I wish I had stayed in the corner, blind and ignorant as to that whole ridiculous train wreck....more