So everyday is fresh with no mistakes, enough of that crap Miss Stacy.Today I am exhausted but things are getting better all the time.I miss my brother and I am thinking about a boy I know...Listening to: Creedence Clearwater Revival, "Have You Ever Seen the Rain"

I no longer have the desire to be awash with regrets, I just want to be blessed with the ability to move on gracefully and be a better version of myself the next time through...Wherever I go, whatever I do, know there is a piece of you and this I take with me, always.I still think about the dugout,

Games for when we are older:1. Sag you're it2. Hide and Go Pee3. 20 Questions shouted in your good ear4. Kick the Bucket5. Red Rover, Red Rover, the nurse says Bend Over6. Musical Recliners7. Simon Says- something incoherent8. Pin the Toupee on the bald guySi

This is a picture of my brothers first child, his soon to be son...Life is good when you can let it b

It has been awhile since my last blog. Life has a way of coming up with excuses not to be blogging. Like work, which I will have some exciting news about soon. If you haven't ever checked out Curves, you should, if you are a woman and you can...It caters to all varieties of people with different needs, but it

Why can't you have your cake and eat it too? Why do you have to cut out greasy, cheesy carbs to have a nicer healthier body. Why do you have to eat more vegetables and less bread or butter, so that people don't see the cellulite on my ass?Diets are hard, we can call them life style changes but when you are dep

My article is supposed to be out soon and I am so nervous. Not very many people know these things about me and I am desperate not to have people feel anything remotely resembling pity for me...Listening to: Aerosmith, "Dream On"

Excerpt from Marya Hornbacker, "Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and BulimiaDid my family set it off again? Did my father's neediness and my fear of it spark a relapse? My mother's distance? An article I read? A woman I saw? Not likely. What probably happened is that, faced with a number of things in my life that I

I want to play baseball in the summer, go to All-star games at night, get dressed for myself to flirt with the first boy I ever loved, same outfit all summer, smell the abandoned dugout I still remember, forgotten bubble gum, chewed sunflower seeds and graffiti on the floor and walls, watch my Daddy coach my brothers, eat f

I sent in my first piece and I hope they liked it. I did not think it would be so hard to write, to go back to all those places. My parents still have a hard time with this one. My momma was editing my piece for me and she cringed, looked at me and went, "Um, must we really use the word vomiting?" Lol. Yes, definitely.

I came back from Texas with a mission. So I made some decisions and I started to very quickly change some things about my life. Some superficial, yesterday I chopped off my hair, almost thirteen inches, and some not so superficial, but that's for another blog. I have recently been invited to do a weekly (or bi-weekly) co