by webdev | Mar 14, 2011 | My bat-shit crazy divorce, My custodial nightmare
So let’s recap, shall we? In Part 1 of Parallel Parenting, we learned the following: Coraline’s “Other Mother” looks eerily like Marilyn Manson, and some have said Marilyn Manson looks eerily like the “Other Mother” of my children....
by webdev | Mar 2, 2011 | I heart symbols, My bat-shit crazy divorce, My custodial nightmare
Every other Monday when my kids return from a week with the ex, I follow the same routine as I wait for my children to step off the bus. I pace. I wait. I pace. I wait some more. Then I see them, squeal to myself, “Holy shitballs…here they come!” and sweep them up in...
by webdev | Dec 29, 2010 | Current (crazy) events, I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce, My custodial nightmare
You’ve all heard of a “Dear John” letter, right? Well, while doing research for this blog post, I was fascinated alarmed intrigued disgusted to discover that the iconic letter in which a woman unceremoniously dumps a man probably originated in World War II. I can only...
by webdev | Dec 3, 2010 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce, My custodial nightmare
You know, it occurs to me at this pivotal juncture of my life that the past few years have taught me a valuable lesson: Namely, there is a wrong way — and typically anywhere from one to a shitload of right ways — to approach many of life’s pesky little...
by webdev | Oct 18, 2010 | My custodial nightmare
To all of my readers who are parents, I want you to think back. Remember the days when your baby wouldn’t take a nap to save his life. When he would fuss endlessly, burrow his fuzzy head into your shoulder, then whimper pathetically, but the second...
by webdev | Aug 27, 2010 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce, My custodial nightmare
I am that girl. That may make no sense to you, or it may make all the sense in the world. I’m that girl who was successful, accomplished, sporting two degrees, two beautiful children, one glorious husband and two great homes. I’m that girl who believed in love and...
