Lately I’ve been contemplating at what age it is you accept yourself for who you actually are? Not who you want to be, who you’re trying to become, or who others see you as. I mean truly accept yourself? I feel like I struggle with this because for most of my life I watched my…
Category: family
Itsy Bitsy Ipsy, Oops She’s Sorry?
It’s no secret that my relationship with my mother has been a rocky one. I can spend YEARS describing the trials and tribulations, the roller coaster ride, the *any metaphor you can think of* that has been our everyday for almost 30 years now. And maybe one day, in my wildest dreams where I’m an…
Rants in 30: Just Do the Goddamn Dishes
I’m generally a ranting and raving person. I’m pretty sure I get it from my mother, who to this day still rants to herself. (She thinks because she does in more of a whisper than a shout that we don’t notice.) But I do it all the time. So I figured with a blog titled…
A Funny Little Story of Friendship
Twenty-one. That’s how old I was when I first met Sheryl Stroud. It was 2009. She was a vibrant, friendly, no-nonsense woman with whom I had been playing phone tag. I was on the hunt for a new job and had put my resume out on some websites hoping for a bite. I can’t remember…
The Missadventure Chronicles 