For some reason, recently I have been stuck thinking about things in the past that I obviously can't change. Things that obviously made me who I am. Things that obviously suck but there is no reason to be crying over spilled milk at this point in my life. Maybe it is the hormones. Going on 9 … Continue reading sometimes the past haunts me.
There is no baby. Kelly, there is no baby. I spent my 3 day weekend home alone, repeating this mantra to myself. Unless you want to count my two dogs as being there for me. President's weekend was my husband's family and close group of friends 20th annual trip to the desert. I've only been around since … Continue reading maybe timing isn’t everything.