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 | Nov 18, 2010 | My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce
You know, it occurs to me that I’ve never been accused of being too loud. Too tall, routinely. Too sarcastic, perhaps (said with an indignant eye roll). Too addicted to Diet Coke, yip that’s me. Too sexy…well, if Right Said Fred was, then I can be, too. But too loud?...
by webdev | Nov 1, 2010 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce
It was a throwaway line, one that he issued in a fit of rage. But it stung nevertheless. “Didn’t you see the signs?” my future ex asked as I confronted him about the other woman, the brick, the connections between him and Marilyn at my children’s...
by webdev | Oct 26, 2010 | I heart symbols, My (forced) reinvention, My bat-shit crazy divorce
(Alternate title: Look! I have the words “dominatrix” and “Old Boring Guy” in the same post!) While I fully recognize your vicarious affinity for the soap opera that is my current life, we’re going to interrupt “Days of my (Bat-Shit Crazy) Life” with a jaunt down...
by webdev | Oct 12, 2010 | My bat-shit crazy divorce
Seriously. Two bodies living in one was their excuse. So I’m wondering: When they pee — men’s room or ladies’ room? And perhaps the bigger, more relevant question: Boxers or thong? Must be confusing to be them. I mean, to...
