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OT - Yes, I talk about food a lot

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Yes, I talk about food. A LOT. I am obsessed with food. My world revolves around it. It sustains me, it comforts me, it annoys me... and it rules me. I have an eating disorder. I'm a recovering bulimic. If you're not familiar with bulimia, it is an eating disorder usually characterized by periods of binging — or excessive overeating — followed by purging. Purging means you make yourself BARF.

OT - Throwback Thursday

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What did you want to be when you grew up?

When I was 14, I wanted to be an archaeologist. I found the discoveries to be fascinating and the thought of digging up some 'buried treasure' was exciting! I actually 'interviewed' an archaeology student (who had been on digs) for a paper. That's when I learned that a lot of your time can be spent digging/sifting through tons and tons of dirt for days/months/years without finding so much as a shard.

BioHo had a cow

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No, she did not give birth to an actual cow (although she's big enough to do so...).

DH talked to PrincASS and they discussed DH visiting PrincASS over Thanksgiving. Foolishly (because he doesn't think about this shit), PrincASS mentioned it to BioHo.

So 'Ho called DH and pitched a major freaking HISSY fit. Why?
Because NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO SEE PRINCASS BEFORE SHE DOES!!!

OT - Missing my Mom

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I was on edge all damn day yesterday and could NOT figure out why. Restless, nervous, itchy (I get itchy when I nervous or upset)... felt like something was OFF.

I woke up about 2am, sat straight up and realized that yesterday was the day my Mom passed away 6 years ago. I felt like a complete SH!T for forgetting about it. I even THOUGHT about her yesterday (well, I think of her EVERY day), but did not realize it was the anniversary of her passing. Crikey.

BioHo is NOT happy with me

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This is a skid weekend. 'Ho usually drops off PigPen Saturday morning after DH calls to say he's awake. DH takes PP home on Sunday at 5pm.

Skids could no longer spend Friday night because DH works nights and I'm not a babysitter. Evil me...

Anyhow, 'Ho wanted DH to keep Piggy overnight on Sunday because she has plans and PIGGY CAN'T BE HOME ALONE. Either PP still has light fingers or she's worried he'll drink her booze/steal her car/have a girl over for sex (eeeewwwww).

OT - shaky, but holding on

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Hi, STalkers.

I'm still around. My state of mind is still shaky right now.

DH's work is making major shift changes. He will be working 5 days a week. This means that he will get home while I'm still sleeping and he will be asleep when I get up. We will have quality time every other weekend when PigPen is not here.

Why do I have to be an optimistic pinhead??

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I had a sh!t weekend. Spent most of it wishing I could drink wine or martinis (Concussion says 'NO!') and crying. Why? Because I'm a stupid optimist. It's been 6.5 years since I've been around the skids. I cannot have children. I went into this with rose-colored glasses that were as thick as Coke bottles. Yes, the skids are COD. Yes, their mother is a Ho. But DH is stable, consistent, hard-working, loving, and steadfast. I got to skip teething and croup and 2am feedings and poopie diapers and terrible twos... it was gonna be GREAT!! I was Betty Crocker and Suzie Homemaker rolled into one.

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