I had piles of papers, photos and a myriad of crap I had to go through in order to make my room mine again. It has been a day. A long, six hour day of meandering through memory lane and dust bunny hell. When the music fails, and I have nothing to drown out the thoughts in my mind, I clean. I hate cleaning. I love the result, but the process always brings forth a whole lot of insight, things I don’t want to think about just sit there, looking at me like I’m an asshole for not putting them...
I’m not going to blog about the DC Earthquake. I’m not going to blog about Hurricane Irene. Why? Because, I missed both of them. Lucky? Yes. Extremely. Left out? Totally. I am practicing gratitude. Ommm. I did have a fantastic weekend with my girls and their kids. My hurricane included nine children, and I lived to tell the tale. Awwww yeah. There’s just something about being around the people who were “there” for me when I was pregnant and then nursing the twins that...
Have you ever overheard a conversation (well, now, its read a Facebook status or Tweet) that you were 99% sure was about you (paranoia aside, of course) that maybe hurt your feelings, just a bit? Not that this has ever happened to me, because I’m perfect… so I hear. But, we’ll pretend that it has happened, that someone has posted a statement, written a blog or said something while thinking I was out of earshot about what a bitch I am. I could blog out a response, I could call or...
4 out-of-towners, 4 arrival times, 2 airports, one Melia… a grand total of maybe 9 hours of sleep from Friday – Monday morning. Aching abs, a perma-grin on my face and one of the most special weekends I’ve had, ever. Heh. I totally fucking deserved it, too… plus, I still managed to volunteer, and it was a session all about healthy relationships and teenagers. I bit my lip through most of it, but after it was over and another woman was asking me my thoughts, if I was married,...
I have this habit, around the first of the year, of giving myself a “Wheel of the Year” reading – one card per month and a 13th to tie it all together (pay homage to the 13 moons, etc). Its my little bit of spirituality, and I do mean “little” bit, since I pretty much abandoned all of that to pursue my own mental issues. The February card was The Emperor, which, in essence, speaks about ruling empires and making tough choices. February was rank with these choices –...
