I’ve found that utter laziness and do-nothingness makes it seem like wasted time so I’m interspersing the lazy with some fun and some productive
There is always the risk, the risk that this one thing or this cumulative pile of things will be the one that hurts too much, that breaks me – body, heart, mind… me.
You’ll feel a hell of a lot better if you stop trying to be better and just… be yourself.
And there you have it. The cure for I’mbetterthanyouitis.
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The one where I say I’m losing my mind at least four times…
Shouldn’t it be gone by now? And me in a happy place, drooling on myself?
Anyone who has read more than one post on my blog knows that I’m a candle fanatic. It ties in with my love of bath stuff and massage oils and anything that smells good. All of these things mean pampering to me; me time, time to indulge myself, time to relax, breathe deep, refocus. I’ve
So I was sitting at the kitchen table, feeling all in tune with nature, watching the rain splash against my patio doors and run in racing rivulets down the glass…
Weekend? Fantastic. Work after a three day weekend? Insane.
From “wow, what a good day it’s been” to “fuck you” to “holy 80′s brows” in fifteen minutes
I’m not a fan of waking up so being woken up before I’m ready by someone groping and grabbing just irritates me. My head spins around like the girl from The Exorcist and it’s not at all pretty.
So I just brewed myself a huge mug of coffee (pour over – meh, not as good as press) on a night I said I wasn’t going to do coffee and was going to sleep early….
And I? I will soon have the house to myself which means peace and quiet and no one else’s energy to invade my senses and, even though I shall be cleaning, I plan to enjoy it.
*one box elbow macaroni *two pounds ground beef *two cans whole canned tomatoes *one can tomato sauce Cook noodles. Brown beef. Season beef as you brown it with whatever you like but season it heavily so it has flavor. Dump tomatoes with juice, tomato sauce, cooked and drained noodles and cooked ground beef into a
It feels like I’ve had the longest week in the history of weeks. And it’s only Monday.
Why do we get so full of ourselves we think we’re owed by these places?
If anything, we owe them.
I? Am officially a grown up. We bought our very first lawn mower today. New. From the lawn mower store. It’s red and shiny. It mulches! And Taylor actually went and bought it cuz the lawn mower store makes me almost comatose with boredom. We’re a very stereotypical couple. He hates going into Target or
Whoa. I just had a conversation with someone and it made me realize… Some people, when they talk, really have no clue how they sound. If you often have to say “I didn’t mean it like that” or “that’s not what I said/meant” or “what? why are you looking at me like that?”… You are
A soliloquy of cleaning info and anal warnings is just so much hot air when what I want to know is how good a SEX TOY works.
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I’m ready to toss the book in the toilet, only I have this issue with not finishing books and so I have to finish it or I’d end up losing my mind, digging in the toilet for it, whatever. I can’t not finish a book.
But, back to the bitching…
Facts, thoughts, moments, opinions from the past week, in no particular order: It doesn’t matter how long you’ve lived with someone, even after almost a decade the first time they walk in on you while you’re doing an anal douche? Fucking embarrassing. You will find yourself screeching “do you MIND????” and acting like a fool.