Did you know I am annoying?
Disclaimer: this is a link-heavy post. Some of it is for entertainment value (if you want to dig a little deeper). But I also link to two fellow bloggers because I believe that visiting them will be an illuminating experience for many of you. Enjoy.
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Today I read an interesting piece written by fellow blogger Joni of thehomeplaceweb.
The topic of her post is homelessness. Joni quite cleverly incorporated a movie she saw into a conversation about the plight that is poverty, something that affects us daily even if we are not part of that demographic.
Imagine a friend,
In a faraway land,
Or in the next town over.
I have been out of sorts this week.
Go ahead, roll your eyes. I know what you’re thinking:
Look. I have been a mom of preschoolers. I have been a mom of fidgety kids. I have been a mom in rink lobbies and dressing rooms for over a decade.
I. Get. It. 😶
I did something dumb yesterday.
Is there such a thing as PTSD due to Christmas mess?
I’m sitting here by myself, the family still crashed out cold, almost literally suffocating.
I can’t even…
There is this cloud, it’s hanging over my head.
Maybe it’s the time of year.
As some of you know, I went to school with a boy who became a famous, and internationally known musician, singer, guitar player.
Since discovering him on social media and following him along, I have reminisced about an art class we both took in grade 11. I wanted to know if he, too, remembers that particular class. In part 1 of this story I wrote about how we met.
Later, I decided to reach out to him to ask him about that class. I wasn’t really expecting a response. I figured he was busy and famous and that he probably employs PR people to run his social media account. But I sent him a DM in Instagram anyway. Part 2 of this story tells you what happened next.
Today I attracted a bunch of airheads and an asswipe. So I came home at lunch and I’m not leaving ever again.