Lose weight/get in shape Stress less Finish some wedding-planning Lose the blues Change in weather (I’m ready for boot and sweater time!) Love better Live truer Laugh more Save money
Lose weight/get in shape Stress less Finish some wedding-planning Lose the blues Change in weather (I’m ready for boot and sweater time!) Love better Live truer Laugh more Save money
Read this, dear Optimist. It’ll help.
My fingers are numb, my back hurts and my skin looks awful under these canned fluorescent lights. All I want is wind in my face and wide-open spaces. I’ll even
“…but most of all I hate my ex-girlfriend’s new guy… I hate that guy.” Tyrone Wells has a song about things he hates, and says listing it is like therapy.
Yesterday was horrible. Tons of meetings, pointless blame being thrown about, long-winded explanations for things that didn’t need explaining, plenty of crabby people and enough flourescent lighting and piped air to
Adam: “It’ll be OK. Why are you upset?”Me: “Hi. I’m your fiancee, who is given to desperate sorrow and vehement proclamations that all is lost.”Adam: “All is not lost, Dani!
So, Saturday night I broke my foot. Well, I didn’t break it per se, but it gets me more sympathy if I say that. I was walking out of CostCo,
Just the word itself makes me cringe. Lonely speaks of a silent telephone, entering a crowded room and remaining anonymous, of small joys and unshared hopes. It’s one thing to
Girl-friendship is a funny thing.*** I’ve had some amazing girlfriends in my life, despite my propensity for being closer to guys, being kinda tough to get to know, and not
“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is