How's Life?

I’ve been stuck in this mental place for awhile. It’s not necessarily a bad place, but it’s a quiet, unfamiliar place. It’s hard when you can’t take anything at face value; when you keep looking at the zigzags of miniature black and white boxes, but you still don’t see the picture…but you know it is in there…you just know it!


I’ve started several posts about my daughter, who is about to turn another year older (please God let me tell you how this is breaking my heart). I have started several posts about life in general in an attempt to be funny (but really, how funny am I…seriously…). I’ve got a lot going on in my personal life that I can’t put into words (all good stuff). I’ve also got a lot of nothing that I want to write about too.

It’s mental constipation, and it feels as bad as it sounds.

you can all just thank your lucky stars that I settled on this as my picture representation




P.S. this little beauty lives on my desk and taunts me with her crooked, gaping mouth. It’s tantamount to office psychological warfare when I have a deadline.