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Sunday Night Blues

I read some advice recently; somewhere in the vast expanse of the web, that said something to the effect of "Don't settle for a job that gives you the Sunday night blues." Those of you that may work seven days a week and think to yourself "What does Sunday night have to do with anything?"… Continue reading Sunday Night Blues

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Best of, David, depression, Husband, Medical, memories, relationships, Wyatt

Happy Little Compartments

Compartmentalization: without realizing it; it's what I do. I divide my mind into happy little compartments. No... Not all of them are happy. The ones that are not happy... Well, I happily ignore. Well... I ignore them in any case. Self destructive behaviour I've had in the past, behaviour that I am ashamed of that… Continue reading Happy Little Compartments

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Reblogging Emma: The Blogosphere

Ok! This is the last one I am posting for this recycling of blog posts series! Hopefully this means that I have had plenty of time to focus on my manuscript! New content to come next 🙂 Hope you enjoyed this trip down memory lane... There were so many others I could have chosen... But… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: The Blogosphere

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Reblogging Emma: Maja Memory #1

Post # 8 from my recycled series - This one is from May 2015, new pictures added 🙂 Booop Booop Booop – that’s my poor rendition of the skype ring tone – …Booop. Oh My God, Maja’s calling! “Hush up!” I say to the kids. Maja and I had been playing Skype tag for almost… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Maja Memory #1

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Reblogging Emma: Svea’s Summer House in Sandhamn

Post #7 for my recycled posts series - this one is from March 2015. All new pictures added 🙂 Summertime in Sweden meant that the sun wouldn’t set, the weather would warm just enough to warrant swimming and apparel of tube tops and shorts… but rarely did it get too hot. Summertime also meant that… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Svea’s Summer House in Sandhamn

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Reblogging Emma: Tell Your Stories (revamped)

Post #6 in my recycling series... only 2-3 more to go, I promise 😉 This one is from September 2015 and the content has been changed a fair bit (the second half deleted and replaced by different content) so it is not actually by rights the same post 🙂 My friend posted a quote on FB for… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Tell Your Stories (revamped)

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Reblogging Emma: A Vision in Aquamarine

Post #5 for my recycled posts series. This one is from March 2015. It’s funny what memories suddenly come back to you when you spend some time thinking about old friends and places. Today I suddenly remembered a particular memory – a fleeting incident that happened when I was about 17. No real significance is… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: A Vision in Aquamarine

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Reblogging Emma: Anneke and Heather

Post #4 of my flashback/recycled posts - this one is from February 2015 - one of the very first memories I posted. “It’s your turn to sit in the back, Emma.” “Only if you put the top up!” I said as I climbed into the back of Heather’s convertible. It was the middle of Swedish… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Anneke and Heather

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Reblogging Emma: I’m a Mean Wife

Post #3 in my flashback/recycling series - this one was also made private awhile back and was a continuation of the first post I posted in this series (An Evil Woman.) Originally posted in December 2015. A few months ago I was laying in bed reading or writing or some such literary activity when my… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: I’m a Mean Wife

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Reblogging Emma: Word F**kery

Post #2 for my recycling of my content series. This one is from June 2015... It contains some additional content. I don’t know if it’s the insomnia I’ve had over the past few days, or simply the fact that I’ve been looking at and listening to other languages a lot this weekend. I have been… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: Word F**kery

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Reblogging Emma: An Evil Woman

Post number one for my recycling of old posts series, this one is originally from December 2015- this one was actually made private awhile back when my husband expressed displeasure at being talked about on my blog. He has now; however, eased on that front. So here you go: re-sharing an incident that I still… Continue reading Reblogging Emma: An Evil Woman

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Flashback Saturday? …No… That’s not right…

Good Morning, lovelies. I have been mulling over an issue this week regarding my blog. Earlier this week, a blog I follow - Suzie Speaks - wrote a post about recycling blog content. Talking about reblogging oneself or reediting old content into new posts as once a blog starts gaining many more followers than it… Continue reading Flashback Saturday? …No… That’s not right…

Adventures in Dating, Best of, memoir, memories, nostalgia, relationships, teenage years, Uncategorized, Wyatt, youth

There Are Worse Things I Could Do

In the car today, I introduced my children to some of my fave Broadway songs - which included a handful from both Grease and Grease 2. I told my 5 year old son that Grease Lightning is about a car, which peaked his interest naturally... and when they sang "The chicks'll cream for Grease Lightning,"… Continue reading There Are Worse Things I Could Do

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Well, Hello Sailor

The problem with asking your best friends for ideas for your blog is that they will invariably bring up that they still laugh when you write BJJ - for it's resemblance to the acronym "BJ" - and then suggest that that you write something vulgar. Well, that's my best friends for you anyway. So, no,… Continue reading Well, Hello Sailor

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Bootboys

The other day, I mentioned a guy that I had suspected was skinhead - but had no real proof other than his appearance. That memory is fuzzy, as I said, so maybe I did have more to base that assumption on that I just forgot... But regardless, it prompted another very clear memory for me.… Continue reading Bootboys

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Tactile Hallucinations

I lay there in the hospital bed, exhausted though I hadn’t done much that day. I was still hooked up to a PCA pain pump as my surgery had just been the previous evening. I can’t recall now exactly what opiate they were giving me; but it seemed to work for the pain, though I… Continue reading Tactile Hallucinations

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Trivializing our experiences

A few days ago, I read a woman's blog in which she spoke of a severe flash back she had in relation to a previous abusive relationship. At first I was very much touched by her account, and then... she said "don't ask!!" her who this (apparently godly?) man had been as she won't ruin… Continue reading Trivializing our experiences

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This is a Strange Sensation

Huh. My nose is numb… and my lips… aaaand my fingers. This is a strange sensation, I think to myself. I stumble slightly as I set down my glass of Vodka on the coffee table and decide to take a seat on the couch. I just need to sit for a moment, I think… No,… Continue reading This is a Strange Sensation

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Doing my morning self an injustice

Heavy eyes staring at my almost empty coffee mug while I silently will the caffeine to kick in. I stayed up much too late again last night. I mentally kick myself for doing my morning self this injustice… I do it mentally because I am too weak from exhaustion to actually kick myself. I finish… Continue reading Doing my morning self an injustice

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Burn itself to Ash

The cigarette end illuminated orange as I flicked it one handed into the ashtray; small glowing embers scattered on top of old ash. I considered them for a moment before snuffing them all out with the cigarette stub. A satisfying crushing of something so beautiful and yet so bad for me. Like that boy so… Continue reading Burn itself to Ash