I had a cousin to die unexpectedly this week in Seattle.
I had to terminate an immature young, sweet man who has a young family for something he put on Facebook.
I don’t think I’m a good mentor.
I’m the most unorganized person on this planet.
I want to be in Santa Cruz on the beach.
I want to ride a horse bareback on the beaches of Half Moon Bay.
I want to have sex with my husband on that same beach at nighttime.
I miss my Mama and Daddy.
I miss Tennessee.
I miss playing whiffle ball with my brothers and cousins.
I miss playing “Rook” with my Daddy and Mama.
I want to go visit my brother’s grave in Tennessee with his new memorial stone that my brother and I bought for him.
Today is a rest day from Chicago marathon training.
I want to eat all day long in China Town in San Francisco.
I want to hear the sea lions in California every day of my life.
I miss Christmas at Meamaw’s house.
Today is Cinco de Mayo and I didn’t drink a single fucking margarita nor did I wear a stupid sombrero.
I want to get drunk in Napa Valley.
Today was a stressful work day and I left work feeling defeated.
I miss Faith Independent Church from back home.
I drank a bottle of wine while watching birds at my feeder in my beautiful backyard.
I ate a $13.98 piece of stilton blue cheese with a bottle of cheap wine tonight.
I am watching the St. Louis Blues play the Dallas Stars. #OurBlues
I am day 11 into my Chicago Marathon training.
I’m worried about my health and impending surgery.
I miss Daniel and Sadie on a daily basis.
I didn’t win that 300 million Powerball last night and I was counting on it.
I’m looking forward to Daniel coming to spend a week with me in June #CampMyMy
I feel lonely sometimes and not sure why.
I want to go camping this weekend.
I’d love to spend time with my sister.
I like fried spam sandwiches with mustard.
I hate getting old.
I was a terrible mother to my son. I wish I had a do over.
I miss texting Jimmy about St. Louis Cardinals this year.
An eight-year-old is my best friend.
I prefer junky food over healthy food.
I miss eating “orange slice” candy with Daddy.
I like dogs more than I like people.
I spend a lot of time thinking of ways to make Peyton and Eli (my dogs) happy and making them like me.
I miss arguing with Daddy over Lakers vs Celtics games.
I wish I were religious.
I wish I was more nurturing.
I miss sneaking up on Christmas night watching “Miracle on 34th Street” with Mama and Daddy while the other kids slept waiting on Santa.
I regret that my son and I have a cold relationship and I don’t know how to fix it.
I spend my life feeling guilty about something.
I wish I would have had another kid.