One Day

So there have been many, many times that I would have liked to write about what it's like to co-parent with someone that doesn't live with you and your child.

And one day I will.

And it will be a very long post...

Epiphany

So I used to think about the first boy I fell in love with constantly when we were dating. Like, oh, just wondering what he was doing. Who he was with. If I would see him soon. If he was thinking warm, fuzzy thoughts about me.

I'm betting he only thought of me if I was standing in front of his face. Or making out with him but maybe not even then.

Where did I come up with this you ask?

I now have a son the same age that I was when I was pining away for my first love.

I get to see the male perspective.

If I knew then what I know now I wouldn't have wasted so much time.

Just sayin'.

Suck It "D"

So I slept. It's warm. I got a tan. I watched some great baseball. Watched a few funny movies. Hung out with friends and family.

And that's how you kick depression right in the ass.

The "D" Word

So here's the thing about depression. It's sneaky. I don't know it's coming until it's already here.

It starts with the messed up sleep. It can take a while but after a month or two of really crappy sleep I realize that I'm exhausted. Then that's all I can think about. When can I sleep again. I could nap like a toddler but then I'll never sleep at night so that's not the best idea. I could concentrate really really hard on something to dream about when I go to bed at night and maybe that will help except that once I start that I can't turn my brain off again. So that's a horrible idea.

After a few weeks all I can think about is how much I really want to sleep...that's when I just get sad. Blue. Down. Hopeless.

Then I just want to be alone. I don't want to be around anyone but my family. I don't want to get dressed. I don't want to do anything. But sleep.

So please excuse me if I'm being a loner. It's just that depression sneaked up on me and now I have to kick it's ass.

Hopefully it won't take too long.

I Hate This Place

So last Tuesday it got up to 89 degrees. Right now...45 degrees.

I will be looking at property in Arizona.

I could go for a nice dry heat

Gage

So it happened again. Gage got another year older. Another year of the confusing, maddening, exciting, terrifying teenage years has come to an end. Will 16 be better or worse? Less mood swings or more? Less hilarity or more? Less fear every time he leaves the house or more? (I already know the answer to that one.)

I love the person he's been and the person he's turning out to be.

New Obsessions

So these are my new obsessions.

Alexia Hashed Browned Potatoes and Poached Eggs (so incredibly good)

Knit Mini Skirts and Dresses from H&M (super comfy and inexpensive)

Pedicures and Sandals (bright red nails and gladiator sandals)

Clinique Long Last Glosswear "Air Kiss" (not too sticky)

Ranch Sunflower Seeds (um...it's baseball season)