by webdev | Nov 1, 2010 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce
It was a throwaway line, one that he issued in a fit of rage. But it stung nevertheless. “Didn’t you see the signs?” my future ex asked as I confronted him about the other woman, the brick, the connections between him and Marilyn at my children’s...
by webdev | Oct 20, 2010 | My bat-shit crazy divorce
If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, consider me WAY flattered. (Wait a sec. You know, there’s one more way I could have chosen to start this blog, so I’ll just throw this one out there, too.) There’s a new #1. Yip, you heard right,...
by webdev | Oct 18, 2010 | My custodial nightmare
To all of my readers who are parents, I want you to think back. Remember the days when your baby wouldn’t take a nap to save his life. When he would fuss endlessly, burrow his fuzzy head into your shoulder, then whimper pathetically, but the second...
by webdev | Oct 12, 2010 | My bat-shit crazy divorce
Seriously. Two bodies living in one was their excuse. So I’m wondering: When they pee — men’s room or ladies’ room? And perhaps the bigger, more relevant question: Boxers or thong? Must be confusing to be them. I mean, to...
by webdev | Aug 27, 2010 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce, My custodial nightmare
I am that girl. That may make no sense to you, or it may make all the sense in the world. I’m that girl who was successful, accomplished, sporting two degrees, two beautiful children, one glorious husband and two great homes. I’m that girl who believed in love and...
