You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out here it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe... Continue Reading →
perky tits won’t stand up straight
Googled phrases that landed people here: 1. Why are people bitchin about the rain...its 1opm on a wed Yeah peeps, don't bitch about rain after the sun has gone down on a weeknight. 2. Old people play with poop I thought it was babies. But infants and the elderly do have a lot in common... Continue Reading →
the next level
This is where I was this weekend. My sister has put the last year of her life into planning her wedding. And I must say, it showed. It was beautiful and frantic and emotional and fun, all wrapped into one. It was supposed to be a dry (no booze, but tears are allowed, if not... Continue Reading →
Mylsch
Six years ago today was also a Saturday. I remember it very vividly. I remember what it felt like to give birth to another human being. I remember what it felt like to hold her and smile at her tiny fingers and toes. I remember the lump in my throat, but maybe that's because it... Continue Reading →
no good very bad morning
I don't handle mornings gracefully without a giant sea of specialty coffee in my stomach. Even then, your odds of me being in a civil mood are slim. It is my personal belief that "morning people" are people who have never had a hangover. They are those same people who believe a good run can... Continue Reading →
egg me
Every morning, Steve and I eat breakfast together: we each have one egg over easy, and a mug of coffee. On the weekends, we make a big breakfast: our favorite is breakfast burritos. Breakfast burritos involve eggs, sausage, bacon, cheddar cheese, tater tots, and tortillas. We fucking love eggs. We eat as many eggs as... Continue Reading →
the blogger is out: to return in september
Forgive me for my absence.Big Brother has begun.If it weren't for that show, there would be absolutely nothing I liked about summer. I hate mosquitoes and unbearable heat and that stuff between your window panes. I hate the sound of flip flops, I hate those teeny bikinis that I can't wear ever since the stretch... Continue Reading →
help wanted
I have such an inflated sense of my work ethic that every time I see a Help Wanted sign, I think the establishment wants me. They don't want help, they want Holly. The sign makes me consider quitting my job so I can go work at Runza/Scooters/Bag N Save and revolutionize their company. With me... Continue Reading →
same postal code
Tonight, I was asked if I am happy."For the most part," I answered."That means 'no'," he replied,"Life is black or white.""No," I argued,"Life is shades of gray."But even as I said it,I thought, what if he is right?What if everything can be reduceddown to a "yes" or "no" answerand all of this reasoningin the graysis... Continue Reading →
splitting assets
I need encouragement. I'm taking a stab at writing a book, after talking about it for years and years. Read a page and give me some feedback. Any feedback. I have to start somewhere.I lifted my downcast eyes and snuck a look at my husband, soon to be ex-husband. He was watching our two lawyers... Continue Reading →
holly pelesky 