Archives for Confessions

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Friday Confessional: I’m a water cooler

This is a mini-confessional, but it’s a whopper and one I fully expect to hear about for years, so it gets its own post. When I have to drink a lot water, and we all should, quite frequently, I do something odd: I pretend. I don’t just pretend that I have to drink water or I’ll ...
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Thoughts today

In life there are people that we are inexorably connected with by fate, life, bonds and binds. This happens with relative frequency…that life ties me to someone and we are connected not by mere friendship, rather we are tied at the heart. We do not just seek one another, no we cling to the energy ...
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Even Stevens, do you hear me?

So, my karma has been on the evil side of bad lately. Frankly, I knew it was coming. I’ve been a bad girl and I was due. When it came, it came and hit me horribly. Without going into all the details, life came crashing down and the effects are long-lasting and hard. Sickness and horror ...
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Female dog attacks

Sometimes our friends want to know how Leon and I argue. We generally are both pretty good humored and seem like our relationship is even-flowing. We’re like any other couple in that we have lots of ups and downs. Things aren’t always as flawless as they may seem. I’d like to think that we handle ...
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This one’s for the dorks

I’m a dork. Full-fledged geek extraordinaire. I’m ok with it and I’m not sure why others aren’t, especially when I’ve embraced this aspect of myself. Is it no longer cool to go with the self-acceptance? Dork has such a negative connotation, but there is something to be said for people that are eccentric, quirky or don’t go ...
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Friday Confessional: I don’t know how to let him go

I don’t know how to let him go. He’s not a baby anymore and it’s becoming more and more apparent that he’s growing up. I remember the terror I felt the first time I realized that he no longer had the baby scent. And then the first time he smelled. I mean really smelled. As in “go ...
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Confessional Friday: I look forward to being 30

Now pull your jaw off the floor. I’m serious. 30 is coming soon. So, for those of you that have been wondering, that makes me the grand age of 29. In the South, women don’t tell their age. Luckily, I’m a transplanted Northerner who is attempting to be Southern, but who talks to much to make that ...
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