Ah, family. We all have them. And they often make for good blog fodder. So here goes my last 24 hours in the mystical Unicorn universe. Last night Sailor Hubby and his brother had a text-flame war. The F-bomb flying across the Sprint/AT&T cell tower expanse. The subject? Their father and how he is doing [...]

My father-in-law is having surgery tomorrow. I just found out about an hour ago. I thought it wasn’t for another two weeks. I sent him the first text message I’ve ever sent to him to let him know we’re thinking about him. In other families, this might not be such a big deal. In MY [...]

Well, so far we’ve made it 13 years. Yep, thirteen years ago today Sailor Hubby and I made our vows. Through thick and thin we’ve made it this far. Here’s to hoping and working towards another 13. In celebration, we took a trip to a local winery which, contrary to the sign out front, was [...]

This has been a tough week. I haven’t been around much… any where. Not here, Facebook, Twitter, Second Life. Though I haven’t been completely unplugged, I haven’t been on much either. A good friend passed away last Friday; Good Friday. It was a complete shock and, yet again, I was reminded of how short life [...]

So, I was telling my father how the Ultram I have taken for the past few days for my “female” pain did nothing for the pain and made me feel the same way Codeine does, groggy, light-headed, and generally like crap. And that the pharmacist warned me that, since I have allergies to Codeine I [...]

Should we still celebrate? It’s certainly a bittersweet day. The day of your birth. You just can’t be here to take part. It should still be recognized, I feel. Even if it is in my own way. I talk to you a lot. I don’t know if you know. I’d like to think you do. [...]

Just had to get that off my chest. I’ve noticed I have been pretty angry of late, and I’m not entirely sure why. I like the holidays. I miss hubby, but not to the point of anger. And constant frustration. Ugh. I hate feeling like this. I wonder how much of it is due to [...]

I will give you the last day of the month. The month you chose to leave us. Not when your body gave out, when you gave out. Leaving your family to wonder, “What the fuck?” Was it really that bad? Were you really that alone? Did it always have to be about you? Did our [...]