This just popped into my head the other day while I was outside digging in the dirt or “gardening” as some folks like to call it. (PSA: I’m pretty bad at gardening)
Sometimes bridges require more than fire, sometimes they require explosives.
I’ve experienced my fair share of bad relationships and friendships to last me a lifetime. Every now and then I reflect on the times when it felt like my very soul was being drained by those around me, and I feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude that I no longer have those people in my life.
I learned how to use dynamite on the bridges that needed it, and looking back I have no regrets.
Your mental health and sanity are worth exploding bridges over. Period.
Don’t ever let toxic people get in the way of your joy. Hold on to the ones who matter, are there for you, and who fill your soul, not drain it. I’ve got my little group of people who I love and will never let go of, and my cup runneth over.
I have a bad habit of browsing Reddit while on the potty until my legs go numb. My favorite subreddits are: /trashpandas /whatcouldgowrong /getmotivated and /aww.
What’s your favorite “potty time” app?
It’s that time of year!
Time to show your love with over priced roses, wax-like chocolate, balloons, cards, stuffed animals… and a toll on your bank account.
Wishing you a very happy Valentines Day!
This afternoon we went to the store to pick up some ingredients for Michael’s famous spinach and artichoke dip (we’re not going anywhere, we’re just being gross and going to eat ALL that cheesy, greasy, delicious goodness ourselves… because SCHNACKS!!)
There’s supposed to be some ice this weekend, maybe a little snow. And in Kentucky, when a storm is coming, there’s this weird thing people around here do; They ALL go to the store, (at the same time) and completely wipe out the entire bread isle, and buy every jug of milk. If you’re unfortunate enough to run out of bread and need some that day, you might luck out and find one smushed package of hot dog buns left. Seriously.
Anyway, everyone was at the store and, I kid you not, everyone was in the parking lot too, drinking beer and hanging out around a fleet of Jeeps. WHERE ARE WE? Thanks Kentucky.
Kentucky’s bipolar when it comes to weather, we’re not sure what’s going down, but it will probably be some gross stuff!
At least everyone can make their bread and milk sandwiches!