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Nothing, Really: May 2012
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Tuesday, May 08, 2012. It's amazing how the separation/divorce process keeps finding new ways to depress me. It's like any other kind of grief, I suppose, in that it sneaks up on you. You pick yourself up, dust yourself off, you're rolling merrily along, feeling good, thinking "I got this", and all of a sudden, SMACK! It was a small-ish cake, but still: half. Can you wrap a napkin around it? That's not to s...
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Nothing, Really: May 2013
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Monday, May 13, 2013. You should check this out. I would love for you to go to Hyperbole and a Half and read her second post on depression. The first one is amazing. As well). If you've never experienced depression (lucky you! Been here, my friends. Been here and have the sweatshirt to prove it. Her entire site is amazing, so browse and laugh. Saturday, May 04, 2013. Star Wars GIF party! People are so clever.
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Nothing, Really: It's Time To Get Ill
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Saturday, October 29, 2005. It's Time To Get Ill. Teresa recently posted a thought provoking treatise on a couple of subjects that run near and dear to my heart: http:/ kimchinotforme.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-to-c-to-d.html. Certainly. Could things be worse? As I do it) and your bravery, your wit and your wisdom. Don't ever stop being the marvelous. This post nearly made me cry and definitely made me laugh ha...
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Nothing, Really: This goes against everything I believe in....
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Friday, December 29, 2006. This goes against everything I believe in. But I find myself coming to the defense of Britney Spears. I am aghast and ashamed of myself. I saw an online article that said George Bush was voted to be both the number one hero and number one villain of 2006. I was amused, so I started reading. Towards the end of the article I read this:. Her husband of two years. Am I a bad parent?
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Nothing, Really: And so I write
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Friday, December 29, 2006. And so I write. My mother died five years ago today. I pondered. Am I healing? What a crock. Yesterday evening. And I can't even remember. In the car on the way home, free to sob unattractively. To my heart's content, I was thinking about my mother. About how she had so many notebooks and pens when she died, but they were mostly empty, with the exception of the occasional. I am a ...
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Nothing, Really: How to Have a Cold
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Thursday, January 24, 2013. How to Have a Cold. I am writing this for my daughter, who is currently sick and sniffly with a cold. I believe that this is important information that I should impart to her, so that one day she will be able to capably care for herself or someone else. I find it's better to just 'fess up as soon you are willing to admit that this is more than an allergy attack. Just find you...
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Nothing, Really: You should check this out
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Monday, May 13, 2013. You should check this out. I would love for you to go to Hyperbole and a Half and read her second post on depression. The first one is amazing. As well). If you've never experienced depression (lucky you! Been here, my friends. Been here and have the sweatshirt to prove it. Her entire site is amazing, so browse and laugh. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Nothing, Really: April 2013
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Friday, April 26, 2013. A letter to Bella, gif party style: Haters gonna hate. My sweet, sweet Bella,. Sometimes, people just suck. Sometimes, those people are people who are close to you, people that you look up to and love and admire. And that's hard to deal with, baby, really hard. I love you no matter what, but I do expect you to try. Not a gif, but still funny. This is how I feel about being your mom.
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Nothing, Really: Gut Check
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Tuesday, May 08, 2012. It's amazing how the separation/divorce process keeps finding new ways to depress me. It's like any other kind of grief, I suppose, in that it sneaks up on you. You pick yourself up, dust yourself off, you're rolling merrily along, feeling good, thinking "I got this", and all of a sudden, SMACK! It was a small-ish cake, but still: half. Can you wrap a napkin around it? That's not to s...
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Nothing, Really: Trying Too Hard to Not Try
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Just like the title - I don't have a whole lot going on, but I still feel the need for commentary. Monday, October 24, 2005. Trying Too Hard to Not Try. I certainly knew (and still know) what I. I heaved another sigh and let my shoulders sag; I was the very picture of clothing-oriented grief. "I'm so disappointed, I really wanted to wear it. Will you tell Aunt Rachel for me? I got away with it that day, but the guilt, both from my Aunt and my own conscience, was too much to handle. At least a little?
