Posts Tagged ‘friend’

Happiness Highlights: My Husband, My Kids, My Friend

I  never get tired of this view.

My husband loves me, my kids don’t hate me, and my friend took me to a baseball game.


Stitch by Stitch

U want to sell your sewing machine? My stomach turned.  I hadn’t thought about it, but taking my Singer on the road didn’t make much sense.  The likelihood of me sewing while trying to travel and work and live out of our Trailblazer was… well… not good.  But I was still caught off guard by […]


For My Very Best Friend


I never remember to call her on her birthday. Ever. We’ve been friends for 17 years, and I always call the day before or the day after, but never on the actual day.  I’m pretty good at remembering dates, I’m just rarely aware of what the date is today. I think we’ve been friends for […]


Why “it’s not about you” is utter bullshit.

“It’s not about you.” I fucking hate it when people say that.  Because, while it may be true and healthy, it’s usually said to let someone know that their feelings are stupid. “It’s not about you… it’s about me.” That seems to be the unspoken clarifier.  Like, how dare you question how I am treating […]


Bring On The Sun


I’ve been a little anxious about this upcoming weekend. You see, here in central Florida it’s time for Avitaween – Avitable‘s ginormous Halloween party where about 100 people, including about 30 bloggers who I happen to adore, gather in costumes for a night of fun and ridiculous behavior. See? A completely rational reason to be […]