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

Excerise, kids, relationships, Uncategorized

I will fight, for those who can not fight for themselves.

You guys - Geek Emma had some excitement yesterday in the form of... Squeeeeee.... The new Wonder Woman movie! To be honest I've never watched the old show with Lynda Carter and I haven't read most of her comics (though I do have an anthology of the war-time comics that I plan to sit and… Continue reading I will fight, for those who can not fight for themselves.

Best of, memories, relationships, support, Uncategorized

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)

Best of, Husband, memories, relationships, Uncategorized

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

Best of, Husband, memories, relationships, Uncategorized

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

Adventures in Dating, Andre, memories, nostalgia, relationships, teenage years, Uncategorized, youth

Melodic Memories

The kid was adorable, if I must admit. I call him a kid because he was a year and a half plus a day younger than I  and as teenagers that gap felt enormous. As if that whole extra year and a day really made a difference - I had dated Andre earlier in the… Continue reading Melodic Memories

David, Husband, relationships

My complex about the man…

I have been largely absent the last few days here on WordPress... not even my usual stalking of the reader pane that occurs most every day... one or two posts read only and certainly no writing to be had. I've wanted to desperately, but at the same time did not have the mental capacity nor… Continue reading My complex about the man…

depression, relationships, Uncategorized

Big Girls Don’t Cry

I've said it before - I hate to cry over men. Really it's more of a hate to let them see that I'm crying over them. Eventually, the closer I get and the longer I know them the more likely they are statistically to witness an outpouring of emotion I am unable to control before… Continue reading Big Girls Don’t Cry

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

relationship, relationships, teenage years, Uncategorized, youth

Memes of the Relationship Persuasion

I've been working on this post for awhile. There was a knee jerk reaction to start this and then...  I lost motivation and started to put off my writing in general... But I am back. I am making myself sit and write this as I attempt to get back into the swing of things. I… Continue reading Memes of the Relationship Persuasion

Best Friends, memories, nostalgia, relationships, Uncategorized

Cycle of abuse and Maraschino Cherries

In keeping with the themes this week, I told a friend that I planned to write about another friend I lost touch with and hoped one day to find again just like Vlad. This girl; however, was much closer to me - a Best Friend. Before I sat to write this, I decided to do… Continue reading Cycle of abuse and Maraschino Cherries

Justin, memories, nostalgia, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt, youth

Scary eyes

Now - back to some more regular programming. LOL as in - not just a whole bunch of pictures. Back to old themes and old memories - or in this case memories forgotten. In my first Treasures post, I mentioned a journal entry in one of the journals I shared with Anneke. It was a… Continue reading Scary eyes

Best Friends, memories, nostalgia, relationships, teenage years, Uncategorized, youth

Treasures; or a second Christmas

I received my storage delivery yesterday as you will have noticed from my gleeful outburst last night. I have taken mondo amounts of pictures to share with you all so I think I'm going to have to break it into at least two posts. Today I will start with stuff to do with friends/me as… Continue reading Treasures; or a second Christmas

Justin, memories, nostalgia, relationships, teenage years, Uncategorized, Wyatt

Reminiscing on Christmas 

You guise... you guise... I'm at my mother's house for Christmas.., the first time since I got married over 13 years ago... and my sisters and I just went through a bunch of pictures... just wanna share a few... my Christmas present to you! 😂😂😂 Clearly I was born with Drama running through my veins… Continue reading Reminiscing on Christmas 

memories, relationships, Sven, Uncategorized

Writing My Heart Out

I've been absent for a few days, as you can see - but to be honest several of you did see the post I posted two days ago that I have since made private. I had a bit of a crisis in my personal life since posting that and thought maybe it was best, for… Continue reading Writing My Heart Out

Adventures in Dating, Excerise, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

Fuck, man (or “my feelings taste like donuts”)

...All around "fuck!" I'm feeling much better about the Wyatt issue from the past two posts... buuut... I've got two things to bitch about and then I promise, off of the downer posts again for a little while.  First, ok, get this: when I saw Wyatt has two facebook accounts the other day, I noticed… Continue reading Fuck, man (or “my feelings taste like donuts”)

Adventures in Dating, memories, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

Not Ever Going To Leave

I've mentioned before that I have a keepsake from Wyatt that I have never been able to let go of, even in about 20 years. It is a small glass jug filled with purple glitter from the ren faire.... I never have mentioned, though, that the jug is not the only thing I still have.… Continue reading Not Ever Going To Leave

Adventures in Dating, memories, nostalgia, relationships, Uncategorized

Resisting the Urge to Apologise

Yesterday morning I got a facebook memory notification that brought up a status in which Wyatt had commented when we were briefly in touch again 6 years ago. Fuck, but I hate memory notifications sometimes. I let my curiosity get the best of me, and I tapped his name so his profile popped up. I… Continue reading Resisting the Urge to Apologise

Adventures in Dating, memories, nostalgia, relationships, Uncategorized

A Thousand Times More Disturbing

"That's awful," people often say to me. I tend to shrug my shoulders. I hadn't been looking for sympathy or anything by telling them one of my stories... or posting it online so that they comment digitally on the distressing aspects of a story. I don't tell these stories for sympathy. I've moved past a… Continue reading A Thousand Times More Disturbing

memoir, memories, nostalgia, relationships, Uncategorized

That boy in 7th grade

I was thinking about further events to write about as I mentioned in the post I wrote for Carla Louise - this post is about some events in 6th/7th grade when I lived in Alice Springs, Australia. It has some relation to Carla's series on rape culture, yet is also a little more thematically different so I… Continue reading That boy in 7th grade