Single Mom's Can Do It All.

2008.. three months after he left

I can't believe my babies start school tomorrow.  I also can't believe it's been four years that we have been on our own. Making our own way, redefining what it means to be a family. Four years.  In a way it feels like a lifetime. Like there was never a life outside of the one we now know. But in others it feels like just a minute ago the girls were eighteen months old and toddling into anything and everything.

• Cutting the stems off wine glasses with a butter knife.
• Painting each other with cubes of butter under the dining room table. Or with lipstick or mascara. 
• Or taking all the wrapping paper off the entire stash of Christmas paper and playing "swards" with the empty spools, sitting in piles and piles of Santa paper.

This Feels Great, I Can't Lie.

Nothing quite says summer like this...

In the past couple of days I've been on the biggest emotional roller-coaster. It's been one of the hardest weekends of my life (family... boy they know how to break our hearts don't they!).  So needless to say I have never both looked forward to and dreaded a vacation as much in my life. The first part of our trip was to reunite with family, renting a house in the mountains for my brothers wedding.  This was bitter-sweet in ways that I can't really go into... but let's just say it had great moments mixed in with the known heartbreaking ones.

The second part started yesterday.  It's been a long time coming for this part. My whole life really when I think about it.  Growing up poor you don't get opportunities to "vacation" like most people. You don't go off and stay at a fun hotel, or resort and do fun family activities. I've had never really done that kind of thing until my honeymoon.  The past few years I've taken Kanen on a trip, but I've never been able to take all my kids because it's too expensive and I've always been a struggling single mom.

Review of: One Third Crazy

*The following is a review/comments on my personal memoir One Third Crazy. It's written by a fellow writer whom I went to high school with 18 years ago but have not kept in contact with since, until a few weeks ago. I feel it's a good representation of the reaction I've gotten from the select group of people I've allowed to read it prior to it being sold and published.  
Note: everyone who's read it has done so in 24 hours or less which just blows my mind!!! So honored and humbled by her words.... 


Dear Sarah,

I finished your book at 2 am this morning (had given it to her that afternoon! AND she read the whole book on her phone!). Once I started I couldn't put it down. It grabbed me the minute I began reading it. You had my attention and my heart. You not only have a story but you have a gift to captivate your audience. 

Dear Facebook

Dear Facebook,

Thanks for pointing out that the guy I've been dating the last six months is now suddenly "in a relationship" with his "ex". Good lookin out. What would I do without you, to catch the cheaters for me??  Like for real. You're great at it.

For example:
If you notice a post on your man's wall in which some girl is calling him "booboo" and he hasn't had a chance to jump on and delete it, or hide it from his timeline... that's a good indicator that something might be up.

And when you ask said girl if she accidentally called your man her "booboo" and she replies, "nope think i got it right".... That's when you think to yourself; "Hmmmm I'm so glad I have Facebook, because I can't believe shit anyone says anymore!"