love of my life.

I am so good at not caring, maybe a bit too good. my whole life, shitty boyfriends, guys who don’t deserve my time, or my perfected perfect blow job. I have become accustomed to turning a cold shoulder and having the “whatever” mentality. I actually wasn’t even sure I believed in love, at all. IContinue reading “love of my life.”

Real or Fake

When I was a kid if you would’ve told me I would ever have a fake tree as an adult, I would’ve wrinkled my nose, squinted my big blue eyes, and stomped my foot and yelled, “Blasphemy!” My family loved Christmas. We were so traditional in every aspect. We would all load into the miniContinue reading “Real or Fake”

Apple Picker.

So I was chatting with a friend and they mentioned someone they knew was going Apple Picking this weekend. I still think this is the dumbest fucking waste of time. Do not get me wrong, I love being outside and nature type things. Well besides bugs that jump/fly. Jump flying is awful, it’s like aContinue reading “Apple Picker.”

Absence. (This is deep)

I woke up this morning and the air was crisp and cool. The leaves were spread out under all our tall trees like a beautiful blanket just waiting for visitors. It was beautiful but I still felt sad a little. The sun was out but she wasn’t as strong as she used to be inContinue reading “Absence. (This is deep)”

Watch the tram car please.

I love the beach. The sand is so soft and warm. Yes, ok sometimes it’s terribly hot in late July and August and it feels like you are walking on hot coals as part of a weird contest or initiation, but….. details. Anyway, it parts and falls perfectly around your bare feet when you walkContinue reading “Watch the tram car please.”

Don’t be Salty.

Yes please…. #publicserviceannouncement Ok. I’m a little sweaty. I’m not even sure where to start with this. First I’ll start with the fact that I have a new found love for any man that has OCD. Ohhhh, ok so you love a clean house and can’t fully focus until every pillow is perfect. Your fridgeContinue reading “Don’t be Salty.”

Eerie Emma.

My five year old daughter loves scary movies and creepy shows. I mean she is only five! She can litcherally watch an episode of goosebumps and fall asleep. Meanwhile, my nine year old son covers all the vents in his room because he watched “IT” last Halloween with my not so brilliant husband. 🙄 LastContinue reading “Eerie Emma.”

Txting

First let me start this blog by saying I’m sorry if I never text you back. It’s not that I didn’t want to, or that I was soooooo busy. I just sometimes read a text and then need a second or I say the response in my head but don’t actually txt it. I thinkContinue reading “Txting”