Letting go (apologies for blog-hogging)
Another reason to start getting back into a routine with the practice of my faith (regular meditation/prayer, etc) is that I think this 'blended' family shit is starting to inspire HUGE control issues with me.
Seriously, the idea was to be Glenda the good witch, but if I don't FIND a way to make more time for balancing myself during the day I'm going to sprout long red glittery nails.
Also, I cannot have long red glittery nails at work, so we have a VERY REAL concern here.
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You can join my religion of
You can join my religion of Cheesecake worship and homage to the holy spirit of vodka.
how do i convert?? i've
how do i convert?? i've already got the 'actions' down, i just need the formal conversion }:)
The goal is to feel good
The goal is to feel good inside, not like I need pepto!
I lurve cheesecake... and vodka... in small amounts occassionally
I feel like the sense of
I feel like the sense of humor may be slowly taken over by annoyance and a permanent WTF face.
Convert me! I already have a
Convert me!
I already have a shrine (wine fridge) dedicated to your saints!
too cute! as much as i like
too cute! as much as i like my vodka like Choke, i'm really much more strongly of German heritage - i tend to become One with my grains and my cheese....
gimme some ice-cold beer and some cheese and all is good in my world
Hhmmmmm....cheese
Hhmmmmm....cheese
I had one red wine that I
I had one red wine that I LOVED. But sadly every other wine has tasted like gym socks to me. Even the stuff my Italian friends swear is the best..from Italy. I have to smile and pretend to not hate it because they are SO serious about that wine!
Seriously guys-I am involved
Seriously guys-I am involved in my Church and have prayed for my ss, my dh, and our blended family situation many times. Were my prayers answered in exactly the way I thought I wanted them to be? No, not necessarily-but interestingly my ss no longer lives here and has no visits and so I feel like maybe that was MY answer.
I like to go to Church because it is a place (at least mine is) filled with lovely positive people that have nothing to do with my skid, my inlaws or any of this blended family bull. It's the kind of place where i can go and smile warmly at someone and greet them and they actually say hello back and might even ask me how I am. I dont have to worry about anyone there stealing my panties, pissing all over my belongings, stealing my daughters panties, or threatening to murder my son. Really , sort of a lovely haven from what WAS my ordinary life.
I'm already picking a good
I'm already picking a good spot for a hide-away altar I can pull out at night after they go to bed and just sit in the middle of my living room.
If only I could have the
If only I could have the focus to meditate at 3 am.
Right? Ran my first PRT since
Right? Ran my first PRT since the girls on Wednesday and about died! So hot! Bleargh!
I lost my zen, my prayers, my
I lost my zen, my prayers, my compus 9 years ago when my sister killed herself.
And heat related, my DH does his PRT on the bike now, lol. His old ass...
If I set a timer like that I
If I set a timer like that I fear the five of them would quietly manage to destroy the house and end civilization as we know it through the world!
' We have twenty minutes! Lets implement the master plan! }:) "
Becoming a stepparent
Becoming a stepparent definitely triggered a lot of control issues for me. You start to feel you're in a battle for control over everything from what you do with your weekends to whether people bother putting their toothbrush back in the pot. I don't even see my stepchildren much now but the hangover from the years of verbal and non verbal wrangling have left me feeling like some kind of control freak, which is very hampering to my preferred vision of myself as cool and fun.
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