Remember yesterday when I said I didn’t want to sound preachy? And I also mentioned a fear of exposing my faults? Well let’s go ahead and get this one over with and move on…shall we? In the past two days I’ve heard a couple devastating stories that, at their most basic, were the results ofContinue reading “No. More. Mr. Mean. Guy.”
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As. If.
So today I started to feel a little pressure. Or…panic might be a better word…panic is good. As I mentioned in my first post, I ended 2011 talking about how the year 2012 was going to be The Year of What If. I decided to start this blog as a way to actually force myselfContinue reading “As. If.”
Bring. The. Magic.
As I sit to write this post I’m not feeling very magical. I’m in a McDonalds while the girls are in gymnastics and I’m on hour 12 of a nasty headache. Awesome. I didn’t think “what if I felt well today” would make for interesting reading so I’m going a different direction despite my stupidContinue reading “Bring. The. Magic.”
Tell. Them. Something. Good.
The title of this post should be hummed to the tune of “Tell Me Something Good” by Chaka Kahn. If you don’t know it, or (God forbid) if you don’t know Chaka Kahn, please go spend some time on iTunes!!! I’ll wait… So as I’ve mentioned we have our girls half the time. There areContinue reading “Tell. Them. Something. Good.”
Our. Little. Secret.
So about Cousin A (she’s left a couple comments on this blog). She actually IS my cousin…it’s not just a clever name. She and I go back…well since we were babies…but for most of our lives we’ve lived thousands of miles apart. Not convenient for cousins who truly adore each other…as we do…but we makeContinue reading “Our. Little. Secret.”
Stop. Talking.
I am fired up about ALL. THE. TALKING. The rhetoric makes me crazy. I’m not talking about political rhetoric either, although that makes me equally as crazy, but have you noticed that regular people are now constantly spewing rhetoric about something or another? Thanks to platforms like Facebook and blogs like this one, we nowContinue reading “Stop. Talking.”
What. If.
Last week as I was nursing a nasty holiday hangover and limping through my short work week I began thinking about 2012. How could I possibly have a better year than that of 2011? It’s not that 2011 was anything spectacular, but it followed a particularly horrendous 2009 and 2010, making it one of theContinue reading “What. If.”
MAMACADABRA 