I’d like to tell you all what I really think of New Year’s Resolutions. They can kiss my I’ve-somehow-determined-I-must-shape-and-define-for-2022-ASS. I believe that this time honored tradition of listing the changes we want to make, proclaiming our resolutions for the new year is designed for failure. Especially, if you live in the Midwest. Let me explain. …
One good thing has come out of the pandemic- Sweat pants are the new jeans. I have often felt sorry for my children as they have had to see me with bed head for 16 days straight, no makeup, my glasses that I just realize that I have to wear because I am old and …
November 1, 2020 I was awesome. Until I wasn’t. I had the best day I have had until about 4pm. I had more diarrhea and felt that same wash of yuck come over me. It subsided much more quickly, but man I hate it. I also saw ONE crow outside my window which is a …
October 23, 2020. Holy shit. We have this thing. Conley tested positive for Covid today. School says Conley has to stay home for 10 days and Holden for 14. Holden will make camp at Daniel’s. I don’t know where we got it. We went apple picking. Our ONE time out of the damn house. Was …
On May 25, 2020, the world witnessed a horrific event. George Floyd, while being arrested for using a counterfeit bill, was murdered by the arresting police officer who pressed his knee down onto Floyd’s neck for 8 minutes and 46 seconds while Floyd cried, “I can’t breathe” and then for his mother as he died. …
Navigating the pandemic is hard enough on a family, but divorced families and single parent households, especially families that have children that require care and supervision, get to weather a particularly nasty bitch of a storm. Schools are closed (this was written when they were, anyway) and somebody has to be home to care for …
My sanity during Covid has been saved by the creative genius of the entertainment industry. Several quarantined hours have been spent binge watching 7 seasons of shows, reading every genre in hardback, even coloring in coloring books. When my walls were closing in, I could escape to a motel in Schitt’s Creek, the banter in …
Black. Straight up. How I take my coffee and how I loved my scotch. I have been sober for almost 20 years, Thank God, because I could not imagine what I would be doing during this pandemic. Day drinking while homeschooling or beer bonging while binging Netflix? It is frightening to consider. I’m beyond grateful …
It was January of 2020. I had started my New Year by announcing through social media that I had recently gotten divorced, moved to a new place, and started a new job. I thought “2020-when everything comes into focus” was going to be my mantra. I had visions of my new career, house, and status …