Gone.
I took J to the train museum today in part because I’ve been meaning to do it for a while and we’re getting ready to move out of Savannah and in part because today, husband was moving his things out of the apartment. I hoped it would be a clean transition. In the morning, a [...]
Moving
I go through cycles with this, which I hear is normal. One day I feel very Indigo-Girl-I-don’t-need-no-man-I-can-do-this. And the next? Well, the next I’m all Sinead O’Connor and Nothing Compares To You. It makes it hard to wrap my head around all the changes that are happening in my life. As you may remember, we [...]
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Spilled Milk (and Other Atrocities) by Law Momma is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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I'm a divorced, single mom to a pre-schooler, a full-time attorney, and a semi-reluctant vegetarian. I work hard and when given the chance, I play hard... but I'm almost never given the chance.
I think fart jokes are funny, I'm pretty sure magic is real, and my life long dream is to buy a farm and write a novel while watching horses run around at a respectable distance. (Because horses are scary up close. Seriously.)
