Just Over It.
Most people who know me can confirm that if nothing else I am a good person and a very good friend. If my friends need something, I go out of my way to help them with whatever it is they need. I remember birthdays and holidays. I have forgiven friends when they have been not so nice to me and even when they have treated me like total crap. But honestly, where should the line be drawn?Maybe that is my problem. Maybe I have been too good of a friend to people. When I

Individuality Lost?
(Blogger's Note: This was a piece written at an earlier date. I found it in my files and posted.) As I have gotten older, I have strived to really become an individual. Ever since high school, I havent really looked to anyone to be my role model or mentor in the areas fashion, romance or life in general. I am ME and I love ME, so why the hell would I want to become someone else? I guess because I am such an individu

On The Lighter Side
On a lighter note, Riley is growing up so fast! I had to post this recent photo of her! Even though she's naughty (I'm actually getting us a trainer to come to the house & they offer a lifetime guarantee of their services!) I love the hell outta her! xoxox

A Little Too Much Togetherness; A Brief Rant.
I love my mom, I honestly do, but I think that we have had a little too much togetherness since I've moved down here. If I don't take her suggestion on every single thing, I'm the bad seed. Tonight I was comparing something & hells forbid I'M right. She sees that I'm not giving into her and she gets all pissy and goes home (oh really, that ISN'T necessarily a punishment ya know!?!) Wow, it's like I'm 31, I've not gotten knocked up, done drugs or been tossed into prison, so obviously I've been doing at least a few things right. I mean, while a good upbringing helps in that, it's what a person chooses to DO with the knowledge they've been given. Hell, she could've raised me the sa

Isn't Life Funny?!
It's always a little crazy when you see someone after a long time and realize that your feelings for that person have completely changed (and SO for the better). I saw the old "drug of choice" one last time before the afternoon before I left. I realized that my feelings have almost gone away completely. Maybe it has to do with the fact I hadn't seen him in three months. Or, maybe it has something to do with spending time with more quality people. People who deserve my time & attention. People who don't spend 30 minutes at my house, then run off to spend the rest of their days or evenings with people who obviously mean more to them than I do. Now I can't say one way o