Jackson had a lot of fun at Flying Spider. He’s a genuinely happy kid, and I hope it stays that way.

Freya refused to allow herself to have fun and spent most of the time sulking. This moody teen shit is already getting on my nerves. We had a talk about it, and she apologized, but I can tell shit is about to get real.

I am walking this fine line with her: how much slack do I give her, knowing she’s going through a lot of shit, versus not allowing her to take advantage and act shitty to us.

I miss the simpler times. Sigh.

qotd: kid edition

Freya asked me why Jackson wouldn’t be here tonight and I explained that his dad asked to have him because he’s sad and I said no problem.

Freya’s response, “Of course you did, because you’re a good person. You’re one of those lawyers who still knows how to be nice.”


I’m feeling better about things today, and I’m just generally in a better mood. Hopefully that will last.

I slept a hard, drug induced sleep last night, and woke up clear headed. Thank god for that.

I’d like to think that little bit of exercise last night helped too. We have a plan to do it again tonight. Just the two laps around the subdivision.

Spring is in the air and I like it. It feels like it’s going to bring some healing.

This afternoon, the kids and I are meeting the bestie and her step-son at one of those trampoline places. The kids will jump for an hour while we catch up. This will be good for everyone.

I told my ex that Jackson could stay with him tonight, as it’s the anniversary of his dad’s death. D will be at the University, giving an exam. So it’s just Frey and I tonight. Our plan is to do a bit of shopping (clothes and make-up), followed by tacos and a movie. I found one I think she’ll enjoy.

Enjoy the moment. Don’t over think it.



After only one chapter!

I wish I could sit around reading all day, but instead there are things to do. Lots of stuff planned for this day. I guess I should drag my ass to the shower. Sigh.

I’d rather stay right here.


  • I can’t get That Day by Poe out of my head.
  • We walked tonight!
  • New recipe night happened. We made this, and it was way better than I expected.
  • Bubbles happened, too.
  • And cocktails.
  • I need to make a change.
  • But I could sleep for a hundred years.