See that handsome guy? That’s my man. Christian. I love him. Today is his birthday. And as much as I’d like to spend time writing a glowing tribute to him … I’m gonna go hang out with him instead. Can you blame me? See you tomorrow! (Thanks for lending us the Harley, Mom & Dad!… Read More My man
Flashback to July 24, 2012 … My divorce decree arrived. Signed, stamped, and sealed. It’s finally over. But at the same time, it’s really just a new beginning. I can breathe again. In fact, I may or may not have run squealing and singing through the house waving my papers in the air like a… Read More News!
M: Camden, you are welcome to come out of your room as soon as it’s clean. You have a couple hours until your friend gets here. If you want to be able to play in your bedroom, then you need to clean it up before he comes. C: It’s too big of a mess. Can’t… Read More Stubborn-ness begets creativity
Flashback to July 22, 2012 … “I am satisfied that the more unkindly a wife is treated, the less attractive she becomes. She loses pride in herself. She develops a feeling of worthlessness. Of course it shows.”* I have been thinking about this quotation a lot since I left my husband six months ago. I… Read More Starting to remember
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Flashback to July 6, 2012 … It rained tonight. In fact, it was a torrential downpour. My friend Emily had scooped me up to take me out for a much-needed girls’ night, and as we drove through sheets of water, the gutters began to overflow and mini-rivers gurgled down the drains around us. Enormous bursts… Read More Dancing in the rain
It’s Tuesday! Time for “Might Be a Mama!” You might be a mama if … You sneak stuff into the trash and bury it so no one cries or asks for it back. Unless otherwise indicated, pieces in this series are my original work. Please share! But if you do, be sure to link back and/or… Read More Top Secret Trash
If you’ve ever been engaged or spent significant time around someone who is, you’ve seen it. Each participant, temporarily dubbed ‘fiancé,’ exists in a sort of limbo, neither married nor single. But then the big day comes and they graduate to something more substantial: spouses. Life becomes stable. Whew. No more limbo ever again. Right? Just… Read More The ‘backside’ of marriage
This past week, Christian and I had some spare time to play around with my just-turned-three-year-old, Liam. He chose his elaborate plastic tool bench, complete with noisy battery-operated power tools, as he often does. My husband is a carpenter by trade, so this is always fun for the boys on many levels. We pounded, drilled,… Read More Mr. Fix-it
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