La Cienega Just Smiled… again.

If I’m being totally honest, the first time my ex-husband told me he was dating someone, I wanted to rip all her hair out and feed it to him in bitter, heaping spoonfuls. Granted, we hadn’t been divorced but for about six months, but still. It was a rage like I’d really never really felt […]

Family Vacations

Y’all… I am absolutely giddy with excitement. In just a few hours, I am snapping J into his car seat and climbing into Banks’ car to head to Disney World. And yes, I’m excited to go to Disney but it’s so much more than that. I think I’m mostly excited because… well… for the first […]

Boarding the Plane

When you’re divorced, you tend to want to see the world in black and white: He hurt me, he was wrong. I was hurt, I was right. That fades over time but when you get into a serious relationship after divorce, those sharp dividing lines seem to reappear. When Banks and I fight, which is […]

Then Blend Well…

Lately, my dating life has felt a lot more like a cooking class. Strewn around me are all the ingredients for something wonderful but I’m having a difficult time mixing them appropriately into something that resembles delicious more than disaster. Banks and J have a good relationship. J and I have a good relationship. Banks […]

Learning to Spell D-i-v-o-r-c-e

When my marriage ended, I thought I knew how to spell divorce. It started with an “F” and ended with “ailure.” I was a failure. My marriage was a failure. My family, my world, my self-image… failures. I had failed at choosing a life partner, failed at being a wife, failed at keeping a husband, […]

Best and Better

Father’s Day can be tough when there’s no father around.  J and I got up on Sunday morning and tried to pretend it was just any other day.  About mid-way through a cartoon, he looked at me and said: “Mason’s daddy lives in his house with him.” I nodded. “That’s a special treat for Mason,” […]

The Scar Remains

When you’ve been wounded, it takes awhile for the pain to subside.  And even when the pain is gone, a scar remains… a thin reminder of the hell you survived, a jagged line of what once was and what will be.  It never goes away, though it might fade a little with the passing of […]

I am Stronger than I Thought.

“I am stronger than I thought.” That’s what the T-shirt said, when I pulled it out of the packing envelope; the one sent to me by my sweet friend in Tennessee.  The note enclosed said it was for completing my first half marathon and there were running shoes just below the quote.  I put it […]

Healing

In 2011, my husband moved out a few weeks before Mother’s Day so technically, it was the first “holiday” I spent “alone.” I put a much smaller J in the car and drove down the street to the grocery store where I bought a balloon and flowers and chocolates for myself.  I filled the cart […]

Just A Moment

We played hard all day, planting flowers, kicking soccer balls, riding bikes and racing cars. We painted pictures, drew with chalk, built cities out of colored blocks and then bowled them over with a small Avengers ball.   Lunch was had on a blanket across the floor, picnic style, as we watched his favorite cartoon and […]

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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.

    It's possible that I never outgrew 7th grade mentality, as I still laugh when anyone says anything that can be remotely construed as sexual. Let's face it, if you're not down with "That's what s/he said" at the end of almost any sentence, we're probably not going to get along all that well.

    I drink more than I should, I run more than I should, and I laugh as much as I can. So I'm pretty much winning at life.

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