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Being an agnostic with a kid does much the same thing. I’m always checking the displays at the store to find out when Half Price Chocolate will happen. And you can be glad you don’t have kids - I’ve seen horror from coworkers like I admitted to beating The Boy when I said he’d never had an Easter basket. One year, I

Yeah, that never made sense to me, either. Led to a lot of STFU looks from people in the church when smaller me used to ask about it, too.

Yep, it’s my hip that’s being operated on, so hands will be available, just not legs. I don’t know how to crochet, but I do cross stitch, and have a couple kits waiting as well.

MY SURGERY WAS APPROVED!!!

I lost a good friend to suicide three and a half years ago- came in to work one night and he didn’t show up, then found out the next night that he’d been found in his apartment that day. There really are no words, just shock and grief, and they don’t always go together. In my case, I went completely numb, then broke

Stirrup pants... God, I miss stirrup pants!

I had Kidlet at 22, and now I’m 41 and he’ll be 19 in a few weeks. He’s in college, still at home, but we get along, so there’s no real problem continuing that for a while. But it’s wonderful having him grown enough to help with my upcoming recovery from hip surgery and knowing that, on my good days, I can go out and

God, tell me about it. I finally managed to watch the election ep of The Circus last night and it was so painful, seeing and remembering how everyone was prepped for him to lose. Then to get up this morning and read this, it’s like ‘yep, another day in an America where I have little to no value to my so-called

That’s what gives me hope, that there are kids like yours out there. I know I was having a lot of those talks with Kidlet as well, and I received some major stinkeye from one of the counter guys at a comic book shop when he overheard us discussing the poses that various statuettes were in, how the male characters

Soooo... basically white geekboys are throwing temper tantrums that their preferred media doesn’t reflect them? Huh. Wonder how THAT feels...

That was my first thought, too - I had visions of me just handing over a key to some storage room somewhere, much like the basement where my old law firm used to keep the former cases. Rows upon rows of great big white legal storage boxes, crammed full of paper detailing every single one of my flaws in loving, minute

Puppers update! Took him to his first reactive class this morning and UGH. I’d heard from a lot of people that this guy was the best around, and when I talked to him on the phone, he sounded great. Calm and reasonable and willing to really work with us. But then I got there and AFTER I paid my fee, he pulled out a

It absolutely gets better. When my ex and I split, ending our engagement after over 10 years, I really felt like a part of me had been sheared away. I’d been a ‘we’ for so long that it was absolutely alien going back to being a ‘me’. But as I started doing things I was interested in, delving into new projects and

Thank you! My father kept a handgun in the house from the time I was small, properly stored it, cleaned it, and taught my brother and I about it not being a toy. And what that meant was that when I was 15, I knew just where it was, where the ammo was and how to load it when I got it out, put it in my mouth, and

Yeah, same here. And it never even occurred to me to shave my forearms until I was going to meet an internet date and a younger friend asked me if I would shave my arms. That kicked off some rather intense self-consciousness about it for all of 3 months or so, and then I hit 35 and went ‘whatthefuckever, this is me,

When you have hip problems, it sure as hell is!

And those events that didn’t take place at 11am or 2pm were inevitably set for RIGHT after I got home and fed the kid. I remember at one point wondering if Kidlet was missing out because of my work schedule, but I’m seeing the bright side of it now!

Very true! Reading this, I’m glad that I was a single working mother while Kidlet grew up. During the daycare/preschool/elementary years, I was so focused on working and collapsing on the couch with what little precious time I had to myself that if there were Mean Girl Mommies (and I’m sure there were), I never even

Ah, but those of us that are old and/or fat are basically written off as ‘unfuckable’ and therefore not REAL women in the eyes of these asshats.

Same here. And then there’s the fact that thirst can be mistaken for hunger, as well. While I’m not advocating buying expensive water bottles ($36?!?), I know from personal experience that having a couple around the house has helped remind me to drink instead of just waiting for mealtime or when I’m absolutely