Family is everything to me.
Everything.
It is the beginning and the end of who I am, where I come from, and where I want to end up in life.
So having my husband be on a completely different page than me when it comes to what family means is hard.  Beyond hard.  It’s fucking heartbreaking.
Jared and I [...]

Let me tell you now that some of you will hate this post. I’m not entirely comfortable with that right now, but I’m going write it anyway because… well, it’s what I do.
I’m using that disclaimer, in part, to avoid starting.
I’m never sure where to begin when I’m unraveling my fears.
The short version of [...]

I had a completely different post planned today. One not at all related to blogging. One that would make at least one pushy ass bitch proud.
And then? Someone crushed The Poppy.
Let me tell you a little about my relationship with Poppy. When she and I started our online “affiliation”, she didn’t [...]