Complete and Total Meltdown

Yesterday on our way home from Indianapolis, I had my feelings hurt.  It all started with packing the car at the hotel and how the cooler was to be situated so that the boys could reach it to grab their sodas & food on the way home.  Mike shoved it in first, I told him…… Continue reading Complete and Total Meltdown

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What is Mojo and where is mine?

mo·jo/ˈmōˌjō/Noun 1. A magic charm, talisman, or spell. 2. Magic power. According to wiki.answers.com, “Mojo means “finding the magic in what we do”. To have “lost your mojo”, refers to a loss of inspiration or creative genius; a loss of that special spark. The term may have been recently popularized in one of the Austin…… Continue reading What is Mojo and where is mine?

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Outnumbered

It’s Indy 500 weekend, our Memorial Day tradition.   On the road trip from St. Louis to Indianapolis, I realized I am now the minority in a household of men.  Ellie moved out 2 weeks ago into her first apartment.  I have spent the last 2 weeks helping her get her new apartment set up and…… Continue reading Outnumbered

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Pardon Me

The apologetic in me would like to apologize. I just re-read some of my posts.  I sound mean, self-centered, unhappy and desperate. Actually, I think I am all of those things. This blog is my journal to help me transform the unhappy person I have become.  I want to get back to the happy me.…… Continue reading Pardon Me

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Inside Feels Like Outside

I’m sitting at the kitchen table staring out the sliding glass doors.  It is misting rain… again.  A dreary but welcome sight in the wake of the events of this past week.  Sunday, tornadoes nearly wiped Joplin, MO off the map.  So much death and destruction.  I am exhausted today.  Most of my energy yesterday…… Continue reading Inside Feels Like Outside

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Pay Up Muthafkr!

I am sitting at my kitchen table surrounded by a clutter of objects. My purse. My morning coffee. 300 paint swatches. An empty paint can. 3 binders of music lyrics (not written by me). Oh, and yesterday’s stack of rejected potential homes for a real estate client of mine. I have been up since 3am.…… Continue reading Pay Up Muthafkr!

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