had one of my best friend’s birthday party last night. laughed…i LOVE my friends. I hope all of you have friends who are family to you. my girls carry me through everything. they are there for the rough times but just as important, they are there to celebrate the good. we root for one another….
struggle out loud
it is the summer of “maybe”! and maybe that’s ok.
two summers ago, after acknowledging the first anniversary of our mom’s death, my sister declared it was the summer of “yes”! and we were to say yes to anything and everything…(resist the urge to take this to a sexual place although after writing that last sentence… i went there too!)… and that summer, 2009, was…
i don’t understand the need to be nasty.
i just don’t get it. i’ve never been the nasty sort. snarky, sure. sarcastic? you betcha. but nasty just because…nope. and people are coming to this website, my website, to put mean things in the chat box. i don’t understand why. whether you like or me, or you don’t… that’s cool since we don’t ever…
what really matters.
maybe it is because i am melancholy today , but i keep thinking about everyone i love. and how appreciative i am of most of the people in my life. and i am in my closet (as always) having finished working out with my sister, drinking iced coffee (like a typical mom does) and thinking…
defining moments
i was walking the other day with my husband…and it was a beautiful day. perfect weather. i wasn’t pms, but i had this unshakeable gloomy feeling… and i thought and i thought what could it be and then i realized… july 8th marks the 3rd anniversary of my mother’s death. and if she were here…
blending!
I’m definitely working through this thinner me thing- getting to know myself this way. It is way fun to dress inappropriately for my age (not really inappropriate but my version of this) – wearing skinny jeans and trendy tops- shopping and finding clothes in every store! and doing my hair and putting on makeup each…
once a fattie, always a fattie.
my mother tortured me about my weight. or is it tormented me. or is it both! although my mom wasn’t a waif, and never felt good about her body, she had utmost control over what she did and did not consume. and my mother was, ultimately (after many years of trying), super thin. and i…
well now that you’ve mentioned it…
have been waiting to write this blog until i felt comfortable enough to do it…but then i realized i won’t ever feel comfortable, so might as well get over myself and write it now. i’ve had a life long weight issue (caused, i am sure, by nature AND nurture.) and like so many others, i…
rage
my mother’s oncologist was known as a the doctor to go to for pancreatic cancer. HE had the patients who lived the longest. HE was the mad scientist. HE had the ability to keep her alive long enough that maybe another medication would emerge that could cure her- ok that was MY wishful thinking but…
i’m feeling rather boring today…
hi everyone! i went to a party friday night- and videoblogged a little just before it….i’m so damn boring! so boring that i almost didn’t post…but then i thought- aren’t i supposed to be showing how lame i am?! in preparation for the party i baked lots of biscotti/cookies… i love this cantucci recipe from…
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