Attempting to Adult. Walk the tight rope with me. Enjoy laughing at me, laughing with me, crying for me or face palming at the attempts. The fine line between adulting and attempting begins first thing in the morning, but its a tiny slip between making it out the really real world or right back under covers! Sometimes you just don’t want to….
Don’t let the shit show emanating from 1600 Pennsylvania dull your pride in being born in the U.S of A. Take the fam to a fireworks show tonight. Eat burgers, steaks and hot dogs. Drink Budweiser and red, white and blue Jello shots. Your regular scheduled disgust can resume tomorrow.
So I’ve been M.I.A. for a while. Sorry about that. I got tired. For those that have followed the past Chronicles, y’all know what that means. But if you don’t or don’t remember, that’s my depression. Rarely do I feel the sad feels, I’m just tired. And for the past few months, I have been […]
Yup. I’m still here. I’m in this now… for this season at least. Let’s get this started. All these women are just gushing about how wonderful Nick is. “”OMG HE’S SO WONDERFUL!” “He’s such great husband material.” Once, again, YOU JUST MET HIM! Why am I yelling at the TV? Only football and The Walking […]
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. Ugh, I know, right? But being single doesn’t have to just mean impatiently waiting for February 15th to get 70% off all the candy. In fact, be your own damn valentine. Treat yourself because why TF not? Besides, who’s going to treat you better than you? Exactly. So […]
Many people don’t believe me when I tell them I live with depression. I guess I get it; I don’t fit the stereotype. Sorry I’m not a sweatpants wearing, old mascara faced heap on the couch (but call before you stop by on the weekend so I can clean up, k?) I function and I function quite well. […]
