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Victoria Secret is Calling. Wednesday, February 25, 2009. My feet hit the rubber of the treadmill with a solid thump, thump, thump. I could feel the tattoo of my heart echoing the beat of my favorite song as it coursed through the headset. My breathing was shallow but not labored. The sweat on my brow, well earned and welcome. This was me, the me that I'm just getting to know. I can keep running. I watch the girl in the mirror and see the strong legs and the determined face. Had this to say:. Just a Trum...
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Life..or something just like it
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Wednesday, August 30, 2006. Last night, as I lay in bed, I was able to feel the cool soothing comfort of my sheets. I stretched my body out and lay in weird angels.just because I could. You see, it was my first night, all night, without my child in my bed with me. It started out so innocently. After the move and the fire we had gone through, the death of my mother,.we both needed the comfort. I put my foot down this week. He starts school next week and I know if he's in my room he wont be asleep till...
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Patience is a Virtue. Monday, February 27, 2006. There is a little plaque that hangs in my kitchen and it says "God grant me patience and I want it right NOW! This pretty much sums me up in one fell swoop. So add into this equation one ten year old boy who wants to learn to make cookies for his oral book report. It involved a lot of teeth gritting on my part, exasperated "oh mom" on his part and a good hour of clean up time after(you try cleaning cookie dough off the ceiling quickly.dare ya). It's been a...
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Life..or something just like it
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And We All Fall Down. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. Ever notice how when one part of your life is going great, others start getting shot to hell? Thats where I am now, ducking for cover as the shit hits the fan. Maybe Im exaggerating a bit, I do tend to exaggerate.something I like to attribute to being a writer. Heck, even that phrase, being a writer is an exaggeration. I want to be able to get paid and know that I will have extra left over after bills. Posted by Kara at 9/24/2008 08:14:00 AM. Help Send...
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Sunday, July 21, 2013. It's amazing, the capacity a heart has to absorb hurt. And yet keep beating. I can feel it, inside me. This aching quivering mass. Thump thump, thump thump. Banging a painful tattoo against my chest. I imagine it bloody. Raw gaping wound pulsating in rhythm to the cadence of my tears. A sad dance of quiet despair, hidden from sight. I am walking wounded. So numb and yet so raw. Every nerve ending screaming outloud. What quietly is killing my heart. If i could erase the memories.
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Life..or something just like it
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Wednesday, May 31, 2006. A little peak inside my head.be afraid.be very afraid:. Why is it MEN don't pee a little when they cough too much? Hmmmm, who told those spammers I needed to enlarge my penis anyways? Shit, I just thought that eighteen year old was HOT.can I got to jail for that? I wonder if I should tell him there is something hanging in his nose? No, this is too much fun to watch. Wait what if it breaks free and flys at me.I better back up. Is it lunch time yet? Am I bad mom if I make Mcdonalds?
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The year in brief. Wednesday, January 14, 2009. I haven't blogged much this past year, in fact, I wonder if anyone will even read this post. So many things have happened;. I began a journey. I accomplished a goal. I was on TV.a couple times. I found myself and my pride again. I fell in love. I had my heart broken. I found my resolve tested. What a roller coaster 2008 was for me and it makes me sad that it ended with heartbreak. I find myself wondering how to pull out of the pain of it. Had this to say:.
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Buddy's Campaign to Drive Me Insane. Monday, March 27, 2006. Terrorists the world over know that sleep deprivation over an extended period of time can break down the stoutest of soldiers. Can someone tell me how in the hell my dog figured this out? On nights that we have not had the chance to walk him, or play with him properly, he makes me pay. Not the slumbering child in the next room.but ME. Provider of all doggy treats, ear scratches and walks (ie: dog pulling mom events). Wait, was that a noise?
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Monday, July 31, 2006. This weekend the adventurer side of me struggled gamely to the surface in time for this question: "Want to go to Mt. Rainier with the kids and hike some trails? Ms Adventurer's head poked out from behind the sofa, knocked off the chips in her haste to be heard and yelled out a resounding, "YES", while clamping a hand over Ms. Couch potatoes mouth. I should have gotten an inkling of what we were in for when we passed those people passed out on the side of the trail.but oh no, my...
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Monday, January 26, 2009. There's a buzzing inside my belly. And the hairs on my body stand on end. I can't seem to stop thoughts from churning. They flip flop, end over end. Inside like a crouching disease. Disquiet grabs a handhold. I can't seem to shake free. From dissatisfaction claiming me. I want, but there is. So much vast emptiness. I need, yet. Everything seems beyond reach. I feel, too much. All my senses are aflame. I reach for something more. But it still remains un-named. Is taking over me.
