catharsis.

i’ve been having a debate with my friends regarding closure…what it is & what it means.

i think closure is make-believe. you create your own endings and looking to someone else to complete something for you seems asinine.

nonetheless, my best friend, sweet lovely angel that she is, insisted SHE needed a certain closure. and so while i’ve closed all the doors i needed to and while i’m a fan of the high road and moving forward, this post is dedicated to her.

and a proper ending for something that was lovely while it lasted.

dog is my co-pilot.

last week my best friend’s fiance left for his bachelor party.

their dog would NOT stop crying about it. seriously…nonstop howling.

so, i did what any fabulous aunt would do. i grabbed his face, looked him deep in the eyes and said ‘he’s gone. he isn’t coming back. get over it.’

and then my best friend laughed and said, ‘that’s what he’s saying to you’

touche. (and probably the funniest thing i’ve heard in a long time! ex oh, dee dee)

happy birthday, audie!

happy birthday to my bestest audie,
at your bachelorette this weekend you sure were naughty.
it’s your day so don’t be blue,
in a couple months, i’ll be 30 too.
the more candles, the bigger the wish,
wasn’t that gustavo just a dish?!
i hope the most you wish for, is the least you get.
in your shoes, i’d be wishing for a pink barbie corvette.
why barbie? why pink?
seriously audie – less questions! i’m not a shrink.
i tease you cuz i love you, no other reason,
those hollywood men were quite good at the teasin.
my poem ends here because it sucks,
honestly though, i don’t give a…

falling off…

i’ve been called out by my best friend. and i’m guilty. (sometimes when i don’t write about things, i can pretend they aren’t happening…hence the lapses in all my journals)

i’m back on the blog wagon now, i promise.

and i’ve got LOTS to say. so, stay tuned…