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
Two days after a catastrophic break-up with my boyfriend of two years, I wandered into a pet store looking to purchase a larger cage for the bunny my now ex-boyfriend had bought me for my birthday. I asked to speak with the manager, telling the store employee that I was in need of a
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
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
Hey…guess who’s back? Yea, it’s me. Sorry about suddenly going MIA, I didn’t intend for that to happen. This was an eye-opening 11 days or so, the majority of which needed to be spent in silence. That translated into me not answering many phone calls or texts, letting emails go un-replied with the exception of
I hurted mah-self doing the twerk. Twerk much? Too much. My friend asked me to fill in for her and teach her twerking class over the weekend. Did you know there was such a thing as a twerking class? I did not right up until that moment. I’ve taught a bit of twerking in my
I’ve been overwhelmed with emails from people wondering how court went today. First of all, thank you. Thank you so much for caring. Today was a rough day. I went to court and thankfully my Ex was not there. Nevertheless I spent a good majority of it acting like a bumbling idiot. I sat near
((Sigh)) So I figured that I owed you all an explanation as to why the blog has been a bit funky for the past couple of weeks. Less posts, longer time for my comment replies, and oh the typos. (Yup, even Mr. Attorney Man sent me an email about how many typos I have had
I have a memory like a steel trap. In fact those are the exact words that I said in an email earlier this week to Mr. Attorney Man and I said them because they are true. If you say something to me, if we go somewhere, if we see something, I’m going to remember it.
My aunt called me last night. “Eden. I’m going to ask you something and I just want to ask, so just listen for a minute and I’m just asking.” That sentence structure right there was a big fat warning that I wasn’t going to like whatever she was about to “just ask me.”“………uh…….oooooooooookkkkkaaaaayyyyyy” was what
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.
