Monthly Archives: November 2015

Ok, so…still a widow. It’s still a disturbing concept, but I am coming to grips with it, sort of. Nights and mornings are still difficult and awkward, off-kilter in a way. Like something isn’t quite right. Which it isn’t, in … Continue reading →

So, I went on a 4 day chrise with a friend, and that was lovely- not having to do ANYTHING, eating some tasty tasty food, all good. The intention was for that to be a thing to get rested up … Continue reading →

pug·na·cious pəɡˈnāSHəs/ adjective eager or quick to argue, quarrel, or fight. “the increasingly pugnacious demeanor of politicians” synonyms: combative, aggressive, antagonistic, belligerent, bellicose, warlike,quarrelsome, argumentative, contentious, disputatious, hostile,threatening, truculent; fiery, hot-tempered “this looks like the kind of dive that appeals … Continue reading →

Why are you anxious? I DON’T KNOW WHY I’M ANXIOUS. What have you been doing that might make you anxious? NOTHING. I MEAN OTHER THAN EVERYTHING, NOTHING. How much coffee did you have this morning? 2 CUPS. THAT’S ALL, JUST … Continue reading →

Not much to write about lately. I am doing well, still missing Himself, still getting used to the Widow label…it chaps and I don’t like it, but there it is anyway.  The hardest part to swallow is not having a … Continue reading →