I wanted to kind of clean up the Twitter account a bit. I clearly tweet way too often…and it says I am at what, 38k of tweets? When most people are batting under a thousand? Well, unless they are a celebrity.

I generally blog in my personal blog. This one is just if I am bored, and I feel like writing other stuff. I had a complete thymus gland removal on June 29th, 2018. They cut my sternum open, took the gland,

I haven't written much in here lately, just because so many things have changed. I'm trying to find a use for this...

So I wanted to delete my Steemit account, as I don't hardly use it and it has WAY too much venting and I found out you CAN NOT DELETE IT... Aw fuck So guessing i'll have to keep blogging or something :P

I guess a teacher had said to Darryn - Write about pain in your life. What does she do? Write about her father. The article was pretty much her saying she questioned if he ever loved her, and that "why

I left for Seattle on March 29th 2018. The ferry was awesome – even with this older guy who had like odd breath? .. When we got to Seattle (we meaning the ferry, I travelled alone).. i got to the hostel

Okay So for those who follow me on Twitter, or Facebook - you would know about this. I had a parcel snafu with Canada Post at the beginning of this month. They returned a parcel marked "refused.."

I have had several discussions over the years, with respect to people labeling me a "slut" or even more so "a bad mother/parent". For those people, this post is for you. For you to

I know. People ask questions. Hmm, single mother to five kids. What the fuck? Where did she get those kids? What, she has a 24 year old, did she adopt? It’s her exes, I know it. Where’s the father? Wheres

2 things. Chronic Pain fucking sucks the big fat one. I still survive, I still work. But it HUUUURTS. (I know, piss piss whine whine!) When doctors flat out refuse to treat the issue, refuse to give you

So on Friday, I received a parcel delivery. It had 28.75 cents in duty on it. Not a big deal, right? Right. My son gets the door. Says to the delivery person "Can you send it back to the post office,

Anywho. I won't finish that line, as I think it sounds a little bit horrid. I don't, but others will find it offensive. I was watching Foamy today, and it was helping the day. First, my daughter was kicked

I wish the movie "Daddy's Home" was real, in our situation. Would be much better getting along, then fighting. I am just sayin'

My oldest daughter was watching "River" with me, by Eminem. I was just bouncing to the video, not saying anything. She says to me "Wow, mom - why does this remind me of my parents? Meaning

This song reminds me...

Shit, she updates. Riiiiight. So with work and stuff, I haven't had the chance to blog here. That, and I have been recently taking up with my original blog... About over a week ago, I took a knee-dive

SO. A couple of weeks back (this appointment was supposed to be a couple of weeks ago, but I forgot and missed it!) .. I set up an appointment to apply for a EIC. For those in the cheap seats, a EIC is

Okay. So I upgraded to the Apple iPhone X back on December 14th, 16th ish? Great, fine. First two days I had the phone, the screen kept crashing. However I had to go out of town so I couldn't figure out

Well, then. I know this is a day early, but I have absolutely fuck all to do… So why not? (By the way, I have been listening to Eminem “Revival” non-stop the past couple of days…) This may be a long one.

Okay. So ten years ago, my life changed. I was so full of anxiety, frustration, anger, you name it, it was there. I was being accused of sleeping with a friend of mine. People were interfering in our lives.