Author deanna

1/22 err one twenty-two-day 5 of Life without Liquor

Lately things have been getting so much better, well I expect they will and will expect they continue to improve. This is day 5, no wine. Now wine and I have a contentious relationship in that sometimes it does seem… Continue Reading →

New Year. New Life for us All…

The turning of the new year has been bittersweet for obvious reasons…I want to take a minute to be thankful of the people I do have around who have not judged, who have been there for Don and I during… Continue Reading →

To Be Happy–a New Year’s Wish for us all…

I have been thinking about the past year, the things that have happened, the things that I wanted to happen and the ones that took me my surprise, but remarkable events nonetheless. This is getting published at 7:30 PM MOUNTAIN… Continue Reading →

so wouldn’t ya know

Asking people for money without an official gofundme? Never gonna happen. EVER. Which is fine as a problematic ID snafu happened with Don’s license. He renewed it and of course did not go down in person to ensure its immediacy–nope,… Continue Reading →

Christmas was…and then it wasn’t…

I still harbor a little resentment with the ruining of Christmas…it only seems weird if people ask what we got. Wanna know what I got? AN INSTANT POT for Black Friday I bought for us both. That was what we… Continue Reading →

better is better is better

You’d think I would learn my will has better ends than many things. The only thing it hasn’t done is made us overnight wealthy, but it’s one of the things nobody can ever really say about me. Nobody can say… Continue Reading →

normal sleep is a dream I plan to complete sometime soon

Well then…today I was a full one minute late signing in, which always aggravates me…this usually is preceded with some type of weird sleep pattern that needs explaining if you are a healthy person. I was asleep at 6pm yesterday… Continue Reading →

sticks n stones and all that shit

So….the ice stake I have swallowed is slowly melting. Better that it’s ice over the wooden post–there’s a chance for it to melt. And it has been, slowly, slowly. It still hurts and feels like I have swallowed a ball… Continue Reading →

anxiety is a wooden post you’ve swallowed

Kinda feels like that, huh? i think it’s the thing I probably need the most help with, but I’ve addressed the least. I guess there is a certain resilience people expect of you and you develop in these situations after… Continue Reading →

tricky tricky world…not so fast

Too funny. Today I get the mail and what is in there but a tax bill for Don from 1995. Does the statute of limitations run out in 20 years? It does. So why do they send these things to… Continue Reading →

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