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  • Dungeons & Dragons BBQ

    Dungeons & Dragons BBQ

    Oooooh, boy! Would I love to host a D&D themed BBQ with some famous nerds. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those celebrity obsessed types, but I do love a few of them. Henry Cavill would be my first choice. I know he’s more of a Warhammer type, but come on (I…

  • Day 8

    Day 8

    Welp… The Boyfriend took me to “Anger Management” as part of our date day… hahaha, okay okay… it was a Rage Room. I got to break shit. It was GLORIOUS! A very rare glimpse of the real me, finishing off the old printer we got to brutally destroy… I even stomped it like the guys…

  • Sundays & Stress

    Sundays & Stress

    I feel like I’m living an entirely different life/reality than I was a year ago. In fact, the war between “Omg, it’s been a year already?!” and “It feels like it’s been much longer than just a year!” hits me simultaneously in moments of reflection like I’m having today. It’s so hard to believe that…

  • Bread Crumbs

    Bread Crumbs

    I feel like this one will be a decent extension (expansion?) of my previous post – “It’s the Little Things“… we shall see. Today, we venture into the world of “Bids for Connection” – which, if I’m not mistaken, was created by Dr. John and Julie Gottman (and for the record, Dr. John looks a…

  • If You Wanted to, You Would

    If You Wanted to, You Would

    Happy 1st Year Anniversary to myself and The Boyfriend, I guess. I hand-made him a card earlier this week and ordered something for a gift (it arrives tomorrow, unfortunately). We’d previously discussed doing something yesterday to celebrate our anniversary, given that TODAY (our actual anniversary) he would be at work ALL day (5:30a to 6:30p).…

  • The Last Day

    The Last Day

    Booooy, has it been a YEAR – tomorrow being my and The Boyfriend’s 1st year Anniversary. If you’ve read my previous entries, there’s some “subtle” (lol) hints that it hasn’t been all rainbow farts and craft herpes (glitter). Not to say that I haven’t enjoyed some of our relationship, of course. He makes me laugh…

  • Anger Gets a Bad Rap

    Anger Gets a Bad Rap

    Heh. I’m dovetailing from the end of yesterday’s entry. But seriously, anger really does get a monumentally “bad rap”: So Sayeth Google AI: A “bad rap” means an undeserved or unjust reputation, often for something negative. It implies that the person or thing is unfairly criticized or perceived negatively, sometimes without proper justification.  Here’s a more detailed…

  • Patience is…

    Patience is…

    Exhausting. Frustrating. Disappointing. Unfulfilling. “Patience is a virtue” – William Langland circa 1360 (poem: Piers Plowman) Patience is considered a virtue because it allows individuals to endure difficulties, delays, or challenges without becoming anxious or reactive. It fosters inner strength, sound judgment, and better decision-making, ultimately leading to greater success and well-being. (so says Google AI) Yep. I…

  • Self-Reflection

    Self-Reflection

    Disclaimer: Talks of Unaliving Over my lifetime, I’ve had many moments of self-reflection. I say moments, but sometimes they’re more than that. Sometimes, I spend hours thinking about who I am and who I want to be. Sometimes, life throws things at me that hit so hard that I can’t help but ruminate on them…

  • I Have Bad Taste in Men

    I Have Bad Taste in Men

    I hate the phrase “daddy issues,” but… even though it’s more often derogatory than not, it exists with a specific – vaild?! – meaning (still hate it). The term implies that a woman may have difficulty trusting men, forming healthy relationships, or setting boundaries, potentially due to past experiences with her father, which can lead…

  • Sacrifices… bleh

    Sacrifices… bleh

    Lordt… aside from the traumas, sacrifices are another ginormous list of things I’ve had too much of in my life 😅 I lost parts of myself along the way to The Plague, Gravity, The Dementor, and various other “adults” that came and went. So, I suppose the biggest sacrifice I made was my sense of…

  • Happy Mother’s Day!

    Happy Mother’s Day!

    It’s another first without my kiddo… Granted… he IS 19 now, but… it’s different for us. He was diagnosed with autism at 2.5 years old. Back then, he was on the cusp between severe and moderate autism. Non-verbal, frequent meltdowns, stimming… I won’t mince words, it was fucking hard those first few years. I don’t…