Much like a hermit crab I have spent my life living in a shell and as time rolled by I would exchange it for larger and larger shells. It was my home, it was my comfort and protection. And with it I was able, for the most part, to hide in plain sight. You see,
Category: inspirational
So when you drop a ton of weight, one of the drawbacks is on your pocket-book. You gotta buy new clothes some time! On Tuesday evening I made my pilgrimage to my local favorite fat store. I scoured through the racks of brightly colored summer offerings searching for what had quickly become an elusive and
I know…I know, where the hell have I been? Well, I’ve been living life. What you been do’in? I hope you haven’t been waiting on me….or Waiting on the RIGHT time to do something…..or, for the RIGHT person to do it with…..or The RIGHT moment to do whatever the hell you THINK is gonna make you happy.
I must admit. I have lived my life settling for many things that didn’t fit. I have a history of being overly agreeable. I would just deal with what was handed me and go with the flow. I wasn’t one to complain if things were too hot or cold, too big or too small, too
Yes….Valentines Day is quickly approaching or as one smug son of a bitch so eloquently dubbed it, “Singles Awareness Day”. Some of us are single by choice and others by circumstance but there are many people out there that go to great lengths and extreme measures to GUARD their heart. They have made a conscious
One of the greatest assets we can possess is HOPE. Hope gives us the ability to move forward, to see ahead through the storm and on to clearer days and calmer seas. It tells us “we can” when others, including ourselves, say “we can’t”. Hope is that small seed that propels us into the future.
There is this incredible moment ….a moment so hard to go back and pin point that you might as well not even try. A moment you just accept as having happened as soon as you become AWARE of it. The AWARENESS comes well after the MOMENT. I sat today as I drove between jobs and
MORNING PERSON?…….NOT!!!!…Anyone who has ever met me will testify in open court that I am NOT , nor have I ever been, a “morning person”. You know the type. They spring out of bed with an annoyingly perky smile on their face and a obnoxiuos song in their heart. It would never occur to them
GOING WILD AND HAVING FUN – WE’RE THE CLASS OF ’81 They just don’t make high school cheers the way they (we) used to. I have a 30 year high school class reunion in 11 days….yep 30 yrs….OMG! Okay – that exclamation was not for the number of years but for the revelation I have
Aghhhh the Lessons…..life is full of them. Sometimes they are easy and sometimes you have to repeat them over and over. First, you claim you just had a teacher that sucked and you just know you could have aced it if you just had a decent teacher. They were gunning for you from day one!
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 