by Mir | Sep 19, 2004 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience"
(I have titled this post thusly for the pure, evil joy of knowing that at least one past boyfriend is reading my blog and probably jumped out of his skin when he read that.) (Sorry, hon.) (I’m laughing with you, honest!) Break-ups tend to be messy things. I...
by Mir | Sep 18, 2004 | What do I do all day?
I’ve just finished crawling out from under six (6!!) loads of laundry. Ahhh, my soft comfy cotton bikinis! How do I love thee? Let me count the ways! You are cheap; you cover my bottom; you do not wedgify me (yes, that is a word, because I made it one); you are...
by Mir | Sep 18, 2004 | Irreconcilable Differences
I’m rich! I’m rich! The ex came to pick the kids up for swimming lessons, this morning, and brought me the child support check. Only three days late. Let’s go blow it all on fast living and shiny things! Or, you know, the mortgage. Either way....
by Mir | Sep 17, 2004 | Detritus
It was a particularly rough evening ’round these parts. If you happen to be a rather emotional, precocious 6-year-old, Friday nights are not your time to shine. In that case, Friday nights would hallmark the end of an entire week of being your most wonderful and...
by Mir | Sep 17, 2004 | Detritus
I’m feeling pulled in a hundred directions today. Maybe it’s because I need to sit down and pay bills (and I would rather do almost anything else). Maybe it’s because the lawn needs to be mowed but it looks like rain. Maybe it’s because I have...
