No, I haven not died. I am alive and somewhat well. Busy, really. Some highlights of what I (and my family) have been up to since the last time I updated ( Read more... )

My last week at my dad’s was uneventful. I watched David and Alex, and they were mostly good for me, though sometimes they could be complete brats. I took them to the pool that Wednesday, and I was so concerned about them and putting sunscreen on them, making sure we locked the doors when we left and things like that, I had unfortunately forgotten ( Read more... )

Oh look, it’s been almost four weeks since my last entry... oops. Oh well ( Read more... )

I apologize for what seems like a complete meltdown in my last entry. I assure you, I’m okay, but not okay. I am still trying to find myself, it seems. I thought I was done with my big teenage turning point in my life, but I guess I still have that one last step ( Read more... )

Okay, so I’ve been in Alabama for over two weeks. It’s been all right, and I know I haven’t been writing, but there’s nothing to write about. The boys go to camp, and Dad, Cindy, and I go to work ( Read more... )

Last Monday, Alex had to go to the temp agency and get some paperwork and testing done, and after he was done with that, he came to visit. He didn’t stay very long, though. I didn’t do anything important on Tuesday or Wednesday, except I did go to Mom’s classes at the gym - a very nice workout ( Read more... )

I know it has been a while since I’ve written a journal of substance. Well, I’ve been busy and not-so-busy, if that makes any sense ( Read more... )

I’m sitting on my bed, in my room. But it won’t be my room, before long. Next year, at this same time, I’ll be in a different room, but feeling the same ( Read more... )

Whew. Please. Make it all stop ( Read more... )

1: “My Moon, My Man” by Feist ( Read more... )