Month: September 2010

A Good Life

I’m basking in the well-deserved rewards of enduring a month or two (or three) of assorted hellish things. Because, I’ve learned, nothing ever stays the same. Thank god. So, now I find myself on the other side of all of the shit. Life is good – really damn good. I think that’s all I have to say for now. 😀 One RepublicGood Life

Sexy Music

I have a substantial daily commute to work. It’s not horrible, but it’s long enough to let my mind wander onto the strangest of subjects. This morning I was listening to 80’s music on the radio, and I figured out the reason it’s stood the test of time as one of the most well-loved genres: It’s because of the bad-boy rockers who sang love … Read More Sexy Music

The Real Cheerleaders of DC

One my favorite things about being a member of the Washington Redskins Cheerleaders Alumni Association (WRCAA) is that every couple of years, we old ladies get invited to dance with the young ladies in a Redskins half-time show. Ah… a chance to relive the past, just for a little while. Practices are usually held Friday evening and sometimes Saturday, before a Sunday game. We … Read More The Real Cheerleaders of DC

The Elephant in the Room

I’ve been trying to ignore it – to work around it – but it’s just too big for me to pretend it doesn’t exist. Mr. N/A’s new girlfriend reads my blog. I’m pretty sure I know how she found it, and I can’t be angry – after all, I chose to put my life on the internet. My daughters think it might be helpful … Read More The Elephant in the Room

Ah…

I’m feeling almost normal again, whatever “normal” means. It felt like I was caught in a nasty, bitterly cold winter rain storm, with blowing winds that nearly knocked me off my feet, pellets of icy rain biting at my face, and blusters of cold gusts that took my breath away. I knew I would get to a warm, comfortable place eventually, so I pulled … Read More Ah…

Vexation Dissipation

I finally slept like a baby last night. I need that. Everyone at work told me I looked so much better today, which had me wondering what kind of horror I was yesterday. I’ve been through a lot in the last month or so. I had been lying awake for hours at night – so unusual for me. My mind turned and turned, along … Read More Vexation Dissipation

The Box

This story showcases my childish behavior, but god, I do feel better for it. So… Tuesday night was the kids’ dinner night with their father, Mr. N/A. They did their thing and returned to the house around the appointed time. I was in my study on the computer, and all three children came into the room together. First was Joey, whose outstretched arms were … Read More The Box

Under My Skin

Things that don’t make sense to me drive me nuts. This is one of those non-negotiable, ever-the-same, been-there-since-childhood facts about me. And even if, in my conscious mind, I don’t observe the discontinuity, my subconscious does – every time, and it usually resorts in some metaphysical manifestation to get my attention, like, yeah… a rash. My earliest memories of this truth involve my father … Read More Under My Skin

Scratch the Surface

I can’t tell you what it really is I can only tell you what it feels like… ~ Eminem, Love the Way You Lie My anxiety is erupting in little bumps on my skin. It really didn’t have to do that to get my attention. I knew it was there – I’ve been keenly aware of it, in fact. While it hasn’t crippled me, … Read More Scratch the Surface