I’d like to introduce you to our new family member, Henry. Almost a year ago The Girl Child’s grief counselor had recommended that The Girl Child get a pet. I guess many times children who are bottling up their emotions will talk to animals in ways that they won’t talk to other people, and a
This summer has brought with it a new realization that I have transitioned in a big way. When my ex first left I was trying to survive not only the trauma of him leaving and the start of my recovery, but I was buried alive in motherhood as well. I had a toddler and
When I was 18 I broke my foot for the umpteenth time and I was forced to leave my job because of it (I was non weight bearing for 3 months). Despite the fact that I had spent the last several years in and out of my parent’s house, at that point I was currently living at
When my daughter first started taking ballet classes at 3yrs old, her teacher would do this thing at the end of class where each child could pick a wand, sparkly necklace, fairy wings, or some other kind of super-girly item out of a treasure chest. Then the child could wear that item for the last
I had this great idea that for every single day this week, that I was going to say or do at least one thing that would leave someone wondering “what the hell?” I had no real reason for doing this (like many of my stupid creative plans), I just thought it would be funny, and
I pulled into her driveway and waited for her to come out of the house. She did, slowly, and as she sunk into the passenger seat I could tell she had been crying. White knuckles gripping her purse as she whispered out a forced “hello” and then turned her head to stare out the window,
I went grocery shopping today. As I stood in line waiting to checkout, I looked over my items and I felt pretty confident in my purchases. I say “confident” because that’s exactly the opposite of how I feel most of the time in the grocery store, but today, today I felt good. I had
I live on the edge of nowhere. From my property line Not the middle of nowhere mind you, just the edge of nowhere. If you turn out of my neighborhood and go to the left, you are ten minutes away from a very large town and not far from the city. Everything you could need is no
And now I bring you Part 2 of “Eden’s Unprofessional Dating Advice.” (Seriously, I get a lot of emails asking dating advice, which I think is kind of funny because hello, look at my life, yet you all seem to trust me anyways) Scary. One of the most common questions that I get asked falls along
The post that you are about to read is different. I know, a new blog design and a different kind of post all in one week! “REEL IT BACK EDEN, THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR US!!” Promise, this is a one time thing. This post, it’s definitely unlike anything I’ve posted on here before and
Breaking News: Eden is a serial dater. This message has been brought to you by blogland. You may now return to your regularly scheduled programming. Er…reading. ***************************************** Hey! Have you guys heard the news? I’m a serial dater. Yup. So says a lot of people apparently. I’m cool with it though, because it’s probably actually
I got mail from the Child Support Division. I cried. I opened the mail while I was in the car and burst into tears. I am just literally at my wits end with this entire thing. Three months now, three months Mr. Attorney Man and I have been chasing this issue around from office to
My husband said he was going to the store... and never came back. It's been a crazy life that's left me functional enough to survive yet dysfunctional enough to make me funny. I'm living my life devoid of most social graces while single parenting two young children and I absolutely love it....most days.
