The third circle of hell.

I'll cut right to the chase. It's the rehearsal for dance recitals. That's where you go when you're a bad person. Purgatory looks like Disneyland after an evening of whistles, shrill screaming and 1,800 varieties of cheap perfume battling it out to be the cause of your migraine. If you're one of the rare few…

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Not so festive.

I used to love Christmas. I was one of those annoying over-bakers and made all my gifts. I started sewing in July and my children always wore matching, homemade flannel pajamas to sleep on Christmas Eve.  Gingerbread houses, homemade marshmallows in three flavors, chocolate dipped everything while carols played from thanksgiving to Christmas. It was…

The Tree

I almost called my ex husband yesterday to apologize for what an asshole I used to be about the Christmas tree. I really should. I still might.  Once upon a time, I insisted on the local tree farm. They have a hay ride, hot cocoa and candy canes. It's magical and at $10 a foot,…

Procrastination

I'm sort of hesitant to list what I managed to get done today, because it's a healthy admission of my degree of procrastination. I caught a horrible cold last week and worked through it from M-W, but crashed hard on Thursday. I worked Friday morning and left before I got everyone sick (I hope). Saturday…

Terrible Heart

Quote from Nora, episode #42 "The heart is where it's at. It tells us so much about ourselves. It skips a beat when we're falling in love. It races when we're scared. It holds our secrets and our hopes." What does your heart say about you? What is it racing or skipping a beat for?…