These days, when I wake up in the morning and want to make myself happy, I open my curtain. Outside, in my backyard, are thousands of tiny, brand-new vibrant green blades of grass. I get excited to see more and more of them with each passing day. Wow, sounds, thrilling, doesn't it? I have been … Continue reading Grass and Happiness
The house. The husband. Ok, so two big "H" words in a lady's life. House and Hubs. I'm making a little progress on the husband front... i.e. I'm going to a life coach who is helping me figure my shi@ out so I can be the best woman I can be... because here is how … Continue reading It (He) Finds You
Dumped dumping dumper dumpster. Sucks ballz. I wasn't really thinking about this topic until the love of my life, Joseph Gordon Levitt, posted something for his creative group, hitRECord. Calling All Writers- write a first person account of being dumped and how it made you feel like something that's been thrown away. So I decided … Continue reading My Heart Will Go On
Last week, literally one hour before boarding a plane to New York, I wrote a post. It was slightly (okay pretty much) depressing, and a little victim-y, because I was going to two weddings over the weekend. Now, I think I need to redact the post. I'm not going to literally do that, as all … Continue reading My Wedding Weekend Part 2
Putting in an offer. I've written about house hunting before. One of the steps in the process is providing proof of funds. I've done this multiple times now, and each time, I am reminded of what I am currently worth. It's not a lot, but it's better than Carrie Bradshaw. When the topic of … Continue reading What’s Your Worth?
I have been dating this guy. For about 14 years. I know, that is a really, really long time. He's super handsome. Smart, sophisticated. Brilliant. Charming, the whole package. I should be so proud. Sounds great, doesn't it? His name is Mr. Unavailable. And oh, did I mention, "he" is actually twelve different people. Yes, … Continue reading Mr. Unavailable
Earlier in the week I posted a somewhat depressing (although wholly truthful) account of my thirty-sixth birthday and everything I am going through right now. But for now, I feel like I have to write a quick pick-me-up. Another birthday story. A goodie. On my birthday (last week), it also happened to be #tbt a.k.a. … Continue reading Thirty
Damn, I said it. I realized this when I was skipping through The Yoga Sutras of Pantanjali. My last posts were on the topics of Life and Love. Today: Yoga (although to be fair, this also crosses into the life and love realms too). So I bring it on back to good ol' Pantanjali. … Continue reading Self-Realization 7: I Am Selfish
I've written posts about love. I've written posts about the show Hoarders. I have not yet written about the two combined. No, no. I do not have a crazy love for Hoarders... but I did watch the show. I decided to hibernate last weekend (since I was in Argentina the weekend before, I will be … Continue reading Love and Hoarders
Baby don't hurt me... no more... Sorry, couldn't help myself. I was going to put the SNL skit on here, but figured more people probably hadn't seen the Haddaway official video. How sweet is this Dracula-turned-Rocky Horror mansion with the quick 90's zoom-in and zoom-out effect? I'm asking this question because the definition of marriage … Continue reading What is Love?