On weekend romance….

Today serves up a heaping portion of Cheerios.Last weekend was Valentines Day, as we all know. I used to be vehemently opposed to Valentines Day, choosing typically to wear black and be generally melancholy about the whole thing. I really hated Valentines Day and, to be honest, can't think of a single good reason as … Continue reading On weekend romance….

On expressing yourself….

I've been spending the last several years of my life studying sociology and all that goes with it. More recently, Karl Marx has been of great interest. I've identified myself as a functional socialist for a while now and am finding myself very much relating to several of Marx's ideas. As a side note: Try … Continue reading On expressing yourself….

On giving away the ending….

I love surprises. I probably have an unhealthy obsession with them. I love being surprised, more than just about anything. I love not knowing what my husband might get me for any given gift-giving holiday. I get crazy when there are unannounced flowers delivered to my office. I even enjoy coming home to a deep-cleaned … Continue reading On giving away the ending….

On smelling the roses…..

I have to schedule my own down time. I never just take it. I have to plan for doing nothing. My life is an endless stream of schedules. Many people could tell you that the following statement is true: I live my life in 15-minute increments. I've been like that for the last 7 years … Continue reading On smelling the roses…..

On forgetfulness…..

My mind is like a trap. Really, it is. There's very little I can't remember (unless, of course, it's where I've misplaced my keys). I have memories from 25 years ago that are remarkably clear. I remember meeting my childhood best friend when we were three-years-old. I can probaby rattle off memories from every single … Continue reading On forgetfulness…..

On getting over it….

Every so often, things will come up in our lives that are just worth getting over.Getting over it takes less energy and stress than pondering over it.Like the time that I saw this gorgeous jacket at a consignment store and didn't buy it. It could have been my "signature jacket" that Stacy and Clinton so … Continue reading On getting over it….

On doing the laundry….

I hate doing laundry. Hate it. In fact, when I got married, that was one of the first chores that we ultimately decided would be primarily my husband's chore (did you catch that? MY husband. MINE). He sort of used it as a bit of a bargaining chip for further chore divvying and, rightly so, … Continue reading On doing the laundry….

On strengths and weaknesses….

We all have our strengths.Mine typically lie in the grammatical arenas and occasionally in the creative. I'm a pretty good singer. I do well in the kitchen (especially when I'm baking). When I really feel like it, I can clean a house like you wouldn't believe. I'm a financial mastermind (just ask my husband) and … Continue reading On strengths and weaknesses….

On moving past the hate….

So the last few days have been a bit of a nightmare for me. It's an ongoing process that I'm trying desperately to move though, as quickly as is possible and responsible.There are things that I want to say, things that keep me awake at night. But I'm trying to put all of that out … Continue reading On moving past the hate….

On hatred and betrayal….

Possibly the heaviest post to date. And this blog dates back quite a way.I have been asking myself (and the larger Twitter/Facebook community, somewhat rhetorically) how to deal with hate. I've never experienced it before though I've probably said the word a lot. I mean, I hate mushrooms.But hating mushrooms isn't emotionally, mentally, physically, or … Continue reading On hatred and betrayal….