Yeah, WordPress rocks and all — but it’s a platform that can sometimes make it hard to find just what you’re looking for...
So here’s my blog, broken up into neat and tidy (and sometimes bizarre) bite-size blobs. Just in case you’re looking for something specific, that is.
So poke around — or strategically stalk the info you’re specifically seeking. Totally up to you!
(Titles below are links.)
My Bat-Shit Crazy Divorce (in chronological order):
- How my marriage ended with a brick (And no, that’s not me being cute. Or even symbolic. Literally. With a brick. Seriously…You can’t make this sh*t up…) – this is the post that started my blog — and started my journey toward divorce…
- It’s a bird. It’s a plane. It’s … Super Divorcée!
- Is She Hot?
- What (or rather, “Who”) is Me 2.0?
- You Just Can’t Make This Shit Up, Part 1
- You Just Can’t Make This Shit Up, Part Dos
- A Blog for a Blog?
- How I Became a Scrabble Whore
- Didn’t You See the Signs?
- Most Likely to Succeed … at Divorce?!?!
- Oh I’m Sorry … Am I Blogging Too Loudly? (the post that explains how/why my ex is suing me — in part to stop my blog)
- Didn’t THEY See the Signs?
- An Open “Dear John” Letter (on behalf of jilted ex-spouses everywhere…)
- Parallel Parenting Part 1: Button, Button…Who’s Got the Button (Eyes)?
- Parallel Parenting Part Pooh. Oops, I Mean, Part Two: Crossing the Line
- I Spy with My Little Eye…a Blog Stalker?!?! (I call out my ex’s new wife, who left 5 different comments under 5 different identities on my blog — all the while suing me to stop my blog.)
- Are You There, Justice? It’s Me, Mikalee.
- Silence is Golden. (If by “Golden,” you mean, “Crap.”)
- Pregnant?!?!
- Man! I Feel Like a Woman (with a Big-Time Confession to Make…)
- Six Degrees of Mikalee Byerman
Posts Garnering National Attention:
- Audacity, thy name is…Carol Anne Riddell and John Partilla (this was the post that earned me 4,086 hits. In one day…)
- Wait — How Exactly Did I Get Here Again? (this post explains how TIME Magazine linked to my blog — and introduced me to a whole new kind of reader…)
- Dear Universe: Can You Hear Me Now? (the post that explains how Diet Coke found me — and graced me with presents!)
- Dear Universe (The Addendum): Oops. My Bad… (Diet Coke rights what is wrong — and San Francisco State University writes what is wrong with my blog!)
“You Can’t Make this Shit Up” Musings from my Bat-Shit Crazy Life:
- On Broken Penises…and Broken Promises: A Treatise
- The Curious Case of Boyfriend Brett and the Missing Mojo
- You Have an (Arti)Choke-Hold on My Heart, Valentine
- My Big Fat Poop Wedding
- Could I Be the Next Bachelorette?
- Hey Divorce, I Found Your Groove. But I’m Not Giving it Back…
- The Adventures of Hive Boy and Writer Girl
- Our Visit with the (Hooker) Ghost of Christmas Past…
- Shit My Car Stereo Says
Holidays are Meant for … Blogging?!?!
- You Have an (Arti)Choke-Hold on My Heart, Valentine
- Best. Holiday. EVER!
- Happy Thanks(not)giving: Embracing an Attitude of Ingratitude…
- On the Twelfth Day of Christmas, My Blog Friends Got to See: This Post.
- Things That Make You Go…Huh? Wha? Seriously? (Christmas edition)
- Making a List. Checking it Twice. Gonna Find Out Whom I’d Like to Poison with Cyanide-Laced Egg Nog…
- Jesus is My Trash Man: A Christmas Story (Sans Secret Ovaltine Message…)
Mikalee Byerman 
oh! it’s late..I have lost track of time but have enjoyed the read. I just have to come back.
Please do — I’m so glad you’re enjoying!
Thank you for making me smile this evening! Enjoyed this 🙂
Well thank YOU for stopping by — so glad you enjoyed!
Wish I had found you as I was going through my own (now long done) divorce!
sputter sputter! but but!
it has been ears, MB!
the mysterious silence? the suggestion of
dire events. Why am I thinking
Handcuffs are the New Bricks?
Dare I say fill in the blank(S)?
I thought you had forgotten us, and out of the depths of quarantine- an email.
What gives?
I know, I know. The last few years have definitely left me reeling, trying to pick up pieces and just focusing on my kids. But I feel a stirring, like so many things have been left unsaid. And I hate unsaid things! So yes, handcuffs are the new brick for sure, and I promise there will be further explanation. But until then, please know I’ve missed you all!