“What you want, and what you are willing to do to get it, are drastically different things. You need to decide if you are simply just wanting, or if you are really, truly, willing. Because you can say all day long that you want something, or that you want to make a change, but unless
Last week I was sitting in a left turn lane when a car attempted to pull out of a right-turn-only business exit, and make a left turn. She didn’t make it. She hit the back of my car, backed up, made a u-turn, and drove away. By the grace of God there were no other
I swear, my kids have been extra weird lately. Like not even the “typical” weird that I’ve gotten used to and come to expect, but a whole new level of weird that I was not even aware existed until recently. Allow me to explain: Sunday: After catching sight of a male friend’s hairy legs (it’s
So… I just realized that it’s been like EIGHT MONTHS since I did one of those “and this is what we’ve been up to” posts. What the hell Eden, pull it together! With that being said, I just went back through my photo files from the last few months and I’m here to update all
So…. After I wrote the post where I talked about what a horrible human being my ex is and why he will probably burn eternally in hell and how I don’t like him, I realized something when I said that The Guy I have been dating, stepped up and took care of my kids while
Like my creepy stalker eyes? ************ Alrighty, well, I’ve had some time to let the shock of my ex husband’s new life settle in, and I have to say that I’m feeling much better. I mean it wasn’t as if I hadn’t suspected it in the past (I knew he was still with the woman
I was planning on getting a new post up for tomorrow, but I’m working from the hospital again (The Girl Child is in but should be out soon!), and I’m not getting as much done as I’d hoped. Instead of completely bailing though, I’ll leave you with a few of my articles that have run
I don’t know about you, but I’m busy as hell and don’t typically have time to prepare gourmet meals. Or, when I’m not busy, I’m lazy because I’m exhausted from being so busy. And I like TV. I like TV more than I like cooking. #TrueStory #NoShame #MaybeALittleShameButNoFilter Anyway, as most of you know, even
A few weeks ago I was at the YMCA gym, working hard to tone my butt on the ARC trainer (because why not), and thinking about how nervous I was that it was the first time that my now eight-year-old daughter wasn’t in the kid’s area of the YMCA childcare center. I was nervous as
Well, it’s that time again. Time to head somewhere that typically just pisses me off and makes me a rather unpleasant person to be around for the 24 hours after I leave said place; mostly because it’s a place filled with creepy people, a ridiculous judge, and an ex husband that I despise. Oh yea,
If you remember from my last post, “To My Beautiful Daughter,” both of my children had birthday’s last month, and as I have done since before they were born, I had written a letter to each of the them; letters that are written on a weekly basis, and will one day be compiled into a
Several years ago, shortly after I started writing this blog, I started writing a book. Initially my plan was to follow the course that many authors hope to follow, which would be to get picked up by an agent, sign with a publisher, and release the book “the old fashioned way.” But then life got