I mostly grew up thinking to myself that I didn't want to be anything like my parents. And yeah that still rings pretty much true in my life. Up until the past few months when I looked at my mom I saw the opposite of myself. I held a lot of resentment towards her because … Continue reading like mother. like daughter.
the stigmas that come with marriage.
So, the other day at work as one of my young female co-workers was leaving the building after a long work day she said, "Got to go to the grocery, then cook, then go to the gym. Ha, it's like I'm a wife of something". What the fuck is that supposed to mean, bitch? Initially this kind … Continue reading the stigmas that come with marriage.
you can’t choose your friends.
This is kind of an inside joke my group of girl friends and I have had in the recent years. I grew up on a cul-de-sac in a small neighborhood for the first 15 years of my life. My parents had bought the house brand new. Themselves and all of the neighbors were moving in … Continue reading you can’t choose your friends.
september is the new january
At least that is my new mind set. Here's why... Besides the fact that Summer is fading and we are slowing transitioning into a new season and the holiday months -- tomorrow, September 15th, I celebrate my first wedding anniversary! We did it! September has a whole new meaning to me since our wedding. Not that … Continue reading september is the new january
The family – that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
One of my favorite quotes from Dodie Smith. I had a great weekend to say the least. I spent enough time at home and in my own bed to rejuvenate. I spent quality time with my dogs. I got a good work out in. I visited with my family 2 days in a row. Not a … Continue reading The family – that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
bitter… party of one.
Lately I've been feeling like a majority of the relationships in my life are one sided. I am always the one putting extra effort into making time and using my energy. I try to extend myself to make sure I am keeping up my end, plus adding a little more sugar. But I can't win. I … Continue reading bitter… party of one.
ode to freedom.
In case my title is deceptive... This isn't some rant about the star spangled banner and the men and women who fight for our freedom, blah blah blah. #Merica I wanna write about the freedom within our own lives. The freedom we gain after our parents/guardians/SOs stop controlling our emotions and actions. Sadly some of … Continue reading ode to freedom.
the honest babe. 