Being a stepmom is a choice, not the fulfillment of a childhood dream.
Trigger Warnings: First, there are some swear words in this entry. You may have gathered that from the title. Second, yes, I do see it - I often write about body things. We all have them. Third, shrug. Finally, it's been a bit of a rocky week here within our house and, therefore, I didn't … Continue reading S*** Nuggets
Bruised knee, 1; Jyl, 0. Such an odd holiday season this year! I had some time alone while Rich and the kids were out to dinner with his mother - and while it was truly only a few hours, I think because it was Christmas Eve and not our typical 'pre-Christmas night,' the idea of … Continue reading Seasons of Change
Back when I worked in radio in Raleigh, there was a big wig called Phil (intentionally leaving out the last name...even though I'm still bitter...but I'm a grown up now, right?) who had a reputation in the industry for being a bit of a tyrant. I suppose nowadays we'd call him a bully, inappropriate, demeaning, … Continue reading The Church Lady