Sunday, February 12, 2012



This is my space.

My corner of the world that is just for me.

I created it to have a place for me to leave the good.  the bad.  the funny.  the unpleasant.

Because life is like that.

It is not always neat, pretty, creative and cozy like a spread in a magazine.

Remember?  I'm not p#^!*#t.

And neither are you.... or you....or you

Because there are a lot of 'you's' out there

You came here looking to commiserate or celebrate

You came here looking for ideas, to feel superior, or (hopefully) to laugh

and more significantly, nod your head in agreement.

Life in recent months has not been easy.

Lots and lots of drama

and I brought it all here, to lay it down and sort it out,

and shout it from the rooftops when I was mad as hell

or as proud

I will not gloss life over and pretend my kids never pick their noses, that I don't have piles of laundry on the floor, that my bills are all paid on time, that I am never late and that I have never disappointed my friends or family at some point and time. 

Some people have that one best friend.  Or a jogging partner.  Or a sister.  Or a cat that will ignore you but you just carry on and pretend she is listening.  Anyway: Somebody to turn to when the troubles hit.

For me, I prefer to write about it.  That is what helps me the most, because I absolutely hate confrontation.  I think of this space as my personal pensieve - free from censorship - to let me drag out those thoughts that give me the most grief and give them a place to rest. OUTSIDE MY HEAD.  I may call a friend or two and ask for advice on occasion (and vent... - many thanks to a certain few - you know who you are).  And most importantly I have my husband to talk to, who knows exactly how I operate.  He knows to give me a bag of chocolate when I've been too quiet (ie. silent treatment), and I'll talk his ear off.  I might even admit that I was wrong.

What can I say?  I am a Leo. 

I am a passive-aggressive dramatist.

Okay, I'm done ranting now.  Thank you for reading.

We will now return to our regularly scheduled program of schoolwork, food items in muffin tins, kids in karate outfits, a random recipe series that I will forget to finish and ideas and opinions about anything and everything under the sun.  Some of which will likely piss people off.  Just the usual stuff.

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