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Let me fill you bitches in on my life. Yeah, Zen, and the Dali Lama can kiss my pale, white, Irish, Texas ass!!  FML!! F. M. L. – Seriously!! So, it takes roughly 3 hours to make it from Galveston to San [...]
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So, here we are, leaving Galveston Island State Park. I totally found my zen! We all slept so well last night that none of us wanted to wake up. There is just something about unplugging . . . Or maybe it’s [...]
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This morning, I’m thankful for vanilla creamer in my coffee, wood floors, and Roomba. Oh, and bacon! Bacon makes everything better. I should be getting ready for Mass, but I can’t control Diva on my own [...]
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The ugly cry. Women all know exactly what that is. It’s when you are really moved by a moment or event that you lose all control over your ability to control your facial expression or stop the tears from [...]
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I say plenty . . . About my crazy daughter, and my perpetually injured son. I say plenty about the level of crazy I seem to always wind up in. What I don’t say is how absolutely insane I am about my kids, and [...]
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We all know about first world problems. I want to spend a moment talking about one in particular that has become quite bothersome for me; The third row problem. I live in Plano. Yes, Plano and Addison were most [...]
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Seriously, I love my friends. Absolutely. Where would I be? Tonight, I would be on the brink of a full blown nervous breakdown.  Wait. Let me back up. Today has sucked on the most epic level yet! I always say that, [...]
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Southern. Hot. Mess. I say! Somebihyaaatch. My life has just completely taken this phrase to a new level.  I’m an emotional badass, I’ve decided. I’d have to be to get through the ridiculous living [...]
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