Today I discovered a tumblr blog called Reasons My Son is Crying. It is one of the funniest blogs I’ve ever seen and I can’t decide if it makes me want to have kids more (just so I can copycat his blog) or go get spayed immediately. If you don’t think kids crying is funny,…
The tragedy in Connecticut yesterday has nearly left speechless. It’s one of those situations that makes me feel overwhelmed with so many different emotions. Watching coworkers, both male and female, sob at their desks yesterday suddenly brought me back to September 11, 2001. That is the last time I can remember our country so disheveled,…
One of the most powerful speeches I have ever seen was given by Ric Elias, a man who sat in the front row of the plane that crashed into the Hudson River in 2009. His speech is titled “3 things I learned while my plane crashed.” In less than 6 minutes, Ric summarizes what takes…
At 6:00 this morning the theme song from the television show Dexter erupted from my phone, letting me know it was time to wake up for work. I hit snooze a few times and when my “final warning” alarm went off, I knew it was already too late to do my hair. Yesterday I worked…
It’s been a really rough month. Between my hemorrhagic cyst, the stomach virus I contracted a few days after the cyst diagnosis, severe eczema flare, and now another viral infection, I feel like complete garbage. I’m ready to drive on over to the body shop and trade out my clunker for a new shiny one. Don’t…
Last week I began my fourth online class towards my Humanities Degree. I have come to an important realization: I hate online classes. In 2007 I enrolled in an online class in addition to my “real” classes and dropped it within two weeks. There is absolutely nothing that appeals to me about taking classes online.…
It has been exactly two weeks since I found out about my little bundle of joy, Tamara, aka the hemorrhagic cyst in my abdomen. Overall things have been getting better, but there are still bad days. Days when even sitting down is torture and breathing in feels like a dull blade is being driven into my…
