I started this blog to have an outlet to fully release sarcasm, satire, dark humor, light humor and to have a place where I can randomly rant until my heart’s content. And sometimes I just like to tell a story.
UPDATE: I took a lot of time off from this blog and I think it’s time to give it some attention.
Shit’s about to get real and raw up in here…lots to talk about.
*Leaving a husband and the state we were living in, starting over and coming back home to California. Online dating experiences. Dealing with anxiety issues. Finding my soul mate. Traveling the country. Adventures with the most amazing man (soul mate) on the planet. Enjoying food (while battling not to use it like a drug) judging every food experience harshly lol…and so on.
I’m sure I’ll polish up this ABOUT section at some point.
Humorous To Heinous: Cause life is funny/not funny. Also refer to Erma Bombeck quote.
When I was 17 a not so nice boy called me a mud duck. I had never heard the term before but I knew it was some sort of insult. Basically, he meant it as someone no one wants to be around cause they are deemed unattractive. So yeah he was calling me ugly and letting me know him and his friends didn’t want to bone me. But he went on to say that him and friends didn’t even want me to hang around when my own friends were hanging out with them. (What the hell were my friends doing hanging out with douchebags, right?) If you look this phrase up now in the urban dictionary you’ll find several different definitions. I suppose in a way I’ve always felt like a mud duck: not good enough, unworthy, unwanted, and yeah sometimes ugly.
Mud duck: A female with less than admirable attributes
“There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.” ~ Erma Bombeck – AMEN