Or the start of the beginning? Idk the family New Years Eve party went off with a bang, literally. My sneaky cousin rang in the new year by shooting off his BB gun in the living room… and those things hurt when they bounce off decorative plates and into your sides. My aunts reconciled long … Continue reading End of the party
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The holiday saga continues…
So I’m sure we all have that dramatic family member that has to roll in and cause unnecessary drama, right? And usually, that family member gets into an argument with the “blunt, tell it like it is whether you like it or not” family member. And boy did they get into things this morning… I … Continue reading The holiday saga continues…
Holiday spirit? Anyone?
The whole purpose of the Christmas spirit is to be full of joy and laughter. So why does it always feel like a chore to me? The movies do us wrong by showing families coming together and actually enjoying themselves … false ideals that I’ve never seen anyone have in real life. I feel like … Continue reading Holiday spirit? Anyone?
Untitled thoughts
I came across this on Facebook the other day and it made me think. I’m grateful to have come across this platform and found a safe haven for my thoughts with this host 💕 sometimes we need to be able to set our thoughts free. Sometimes just putting them in a book, waiting for someone … Continue reading Untitled thoughts
So it begins …
The holiday cheer that spreads through your neighborhoods like the rolling blackouts hitting us right now. Unexpected, and taking to long to return to normal I don’t understand how some people can be so hateful and drama starting everyday of the year, then suddenly get into the holiday spirit and expect everyone to ignore their … Continue reading So it begins …
Spoken in shadows… PT1
The things we keep to ourselves… they haunt us. She sat on the hard floor, tracing the grooves. The music up slightly too loud for a calm evening, the tequila bottle now rolled across the floor towards the trash bin. This was day 3 of the same pre-sleep routine. Loud music, a bottle or two … Continue reading Spoken in shadows… PT1
Thinking out loud 