Good vs bad rambling/ranting

I am cranky and fed up.

Sorry not sorry.

I realized something: I need to say and do things that are helpful to me and others, not rant about my cranky-ness. But is it healthy to just swallow a bad mood, and let it fester (and grow) inside?

Of course not.

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Age is just a number

When I posted that picture of me in pig-tails, thanks to the teen girl and her hair-styling implements, a couple of people commented that I look young. Note: I am not young. No, really. I’m not young. (Also, what is young?) As most of you probably know I am a mom of teens. I suspect that you think of me as GenX. I am. I believe I have mentioned this a few times over the years as well. 🙂 I’ve been thinking about age a lot lately, which is partly influenced by this idiotic thing on twitter I came across … Continue reading Age is just a number

Attacked by hair styling implements

This is what happens when you arm a teen girl with a brush and hair elastics.

Or when you sit your sorry adult ass on the sofa for a moment, unsuspecting of any imminent hair styling adventures about to take place on your noggin.

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What are YOU waiting for?

We’ve all been through this – bad relationships, horrible jobs, toxic friends – and yet sometimes we hang on for all the wrong reasons.

What does it take to leave something that clearly makes you miserable?

Why do we wait to make the changes we desire? Well, a good first step is to ask yourself that question even though the answers are not simple.

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16 years ago

As I type this shortly after lunch, I would have still been in labour 16 years ago today. Contractions began at 2 am so I was driven to hospital where they declared me dilated enough to remain in hospital, but it would still be hours before the baby was born. 🎉🎂

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The struggle is real

Sometimes I really struggle with this on-again-off-again part-time parenting I do these days. I mean, I’m still parenting from afar, I’m just not living in the house full-time.

Sorry. I should explain a bit of background for those who are new to my blog. (Welcome! I see quite a few new followers!)

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