my limits.
I try not to make decisions when I’m angry. It’s a work in progress. Sometimes I’m good at it, sometimes not so much. Hubby is pretty aware that he’s not great at it either, so he tells me to wait…
where there is smoke.
I struggled with writing this one. Likely because I don’t want to create a label for a kiddo. However, it is probably important for someone out there to know that this is something that happens. I know I really make…
thanksgiving.
We’ve made it to Thanksgiving. I’m not cooking, I haven’t cooked for Thanksgiving in several years. Instead, I place an order at BJ’s Catering and let them handle the job! So later this afternoon hubby and I will be heating…
cell phones don’t float.
The double bed sleeping was a big fat fail. Most likely, because I’m a spoiled process with a very nice king size mattress at home. Hubby fell out of the bed once and spent the rest of the night involved…
Vacation?
First rule one should never forget… Holidays = trauma behaviors It is almost Thanksgiving. I live in a home filled with children that have, for whatever reason, been separated from their birth families. No matter the circumstances that got them…
The right fighter.
I love a little conflict with breakfast. It’s why Bestie gives me all the angry emotional jobs at the office. The ones that have potential to turn aggressive are the ones I get nominated for. The fact that she feeds…
The laundry fairy.
I do approximately 100 loads of laundry in a month. Yes, really. It’s crazy, but I have issues that prevent me from letting anyone else touch my washer and dryer. Yes, I know that is also crazy. I own my lunacy.…
AWOL comes in waves.
After days of looking, my wandering/awol friend has turned up in Detroit. He was located somewhere near the 9th precinct, which, as it’s been explained to me, is someplace I don’t want to be. How did they find him? I’m…
Going out for some air
If you haven’t noticed, Michigan needs more foster homes. Not only is there a need for foster homes, there is an even greater need for foster homes that will accept teenagers. I know what you’re thinking… Holy crap, your life…
I’m still learning.
Like most of us, I spent plenty of time in Middle School and High School worried about what other people thought of me and questioning my value and ability. At least I think thats what happens to most people. If…
