I’m Shipping Up To Boston (Blood & Whiskey)

May those who love us, love us;

And for those who don’t love us,

May God turn their hearts;

And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,

May He turn their ankles, 

So we will know them by their limping!

-Irish Blessing

Love is a funny thing.  Love takes you places you never thought you’d go; and down rabbit holes you’d never dare venture into otherwise.  Love is the blindfold that we wear in front of the firing squad.  Love is the pillow we smother ourselves with.  Love is a burden I’d rather not bear.  

Humans are such squishy, sentimental creatures, baring their souls to the masses daily (I, myself included).  Taking a hard look inward, I’ve noticed that I’m a disgustingly emotional hooman bean.  I cry at movies.  I keep mementos of times long since gone.  I occasionally write blogs about romance, and retreat deep into my psyche when love songs are heard.  I’m a sad grown-up version of my 15 year old self…and I abhor it.

I thought things would be different in my 30’s.  I figured by now I’d be married, or in a committed relationship with someone who gets me, and living the life I’m “supposed to”.  But honestly, I want nothing to do with that anymore.  Not saying that I never will again, but for now the thought is simply unappealing.  When you’ve got a face in your mind, and you’re unable to conjure said person, it makes dreaming again far more difficult.  A heart can only take so much.

Having a romantic soul is the epitome of masochism.  You dream, you hope, you lose, and then you wake up one day and do it all over again.  We’re such ridiculous creatures, unable to let go of the things that hurt us most.  Unwilling to change that which is intristic to our being.  We just don’t know how to let go…nor do we want to.  It’s a catch-22 of bullshit and never-ending disappointment.  

So, on this St Patrick’s Day weekend, I wish you luck, because love is nothing but a pain in the ass.  🍀

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You’re So Vain (Raise Hell)

Let’s be confident.

Let’s be arrogant.

Let’s talk about me.  

Now that so many of the major hurdles in my life are behind me, I can really focus on what matters most: MOVING FORWARD.  With that being said, I’m excited to announce that I’m happily doing me these days.  I’m worth investing in.  All along I’ve spoken about working on myself and am unabashedly pleased to do so.  I’m a fucking rockstar and will treat myself as such.  So much of my life was spent never thinking about myself or my needs, and that stops now.  Often we lose ourselves in the day to day minutia, and after the dumpster fire that was 2016, I’m never ever giving myself less than 💯 again.  Boom.

So in honor of me, I’m going to tout my good qualities in this post.  I am:

A good person

A good friend 

A good mother

A good partner (when applicable)

Charming

Funny

Smart

Patient

Understanding

Kind

Generous 

Knowledgeable

Fun AF

Principled

A wealth of useless factoids

Worthwhile 

Real

A Warrior

Honest

Motivated

Strong

Talented

Badass

More than anything I can’t stand people who drag others down with that “don’t be arrogant” BS.  Confidence is sexy, and people who acknowledge their abilities and gifts are 100% awesome in my book.  I wish more humans would do just that…be confident.  Stop second guessing yourself.  Stop saying you aren’t good enough.  Stop with the negativity already and embrace your inner superhero.  

I believe you.  I believe in me.  Together we’re unstoppable.

One Year of Love

Happy Anniversary to the Ditched Bitch Blog Experience!

One year…

It’s only been a year…

To me it feels like a thousand lifetimes have passed since I started blogging.  I  have been renewed.  I am happily reborn.  Not changed, per se, but invigorated and enhanced…I am gaining momentum toward becoming the best version of myself, and I’m not sure I could’ve undertaken such a complex journey without you: my friends, my family, and readers like you…you who unknowingly held my hand when I needed it most.  You have been my constant companions, and for that I thank you.

Here’s to many more!  Cheers!

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Like a Shotgun

On a day not so long ago, something occurred that changed everything.  I’ve written a lot about events that have lead up to said change, so I need not rehash the past, only cast a little light on the future.

Feelings are strong, though hesitant.  Being nervous is part of moving outside of one’s comfort zone, (I understand the need to have both feet on the ground, considering).  I have begun again with a more realistic ideology, a renewed hope, and a more conventional approach…thus far it’s worked for me.

I have little to no idea what the future holds, but I trust in the universe to give me what I need, as well as what I deserve.  I’ve waded  through more than my fair share of garbage in the last year, and I’m happily building toward that cosmic reward.  I know what I want…I always have.  But I’m happy to patiently wait until it (hopefully) manifests itself in its own time.

Then one day, this song will play and the meaning will be clear…

Welcome back.

Fuego

Oh Boston, you did not disappoint.  Music and merriment, songs and sweat and surprises.  You were beautiful.  Your lights bright, and your high rises sky-worthy.  The chill in the air was no match for the warmth in my heart.

Adventure awaits if you’re ready.  Beyond the horizon the sun is rising.  Spontaneity is king…and even if I never see you again, for one brief shining moment we were one.  Thank you for your hospitality…it’s something I’ll never forget as long as I live.  

Hi-Ho Silver Lining 

Today’s been rather problematic for me emotionally.  Not sure what happened this morning, but I woke up exceedingly out of sorts…alternately sad and confused by said sadness.  I’m still unable to process the reason behind the obvious low point…it seems just beyond my grasp.  

Understandably, this time of year is difficult for those of us whose loved ones are thousand of miles away (California and Florida, respectively).  Plus not having my stuff has been a trying experience, to be sure.  Long work hours, and lack of social life round out my daily activities.  This move hasn’t been an easy one, but I’m hoping that it’ll be a rewarding one…considering all I’ve left behind.  

I see a lot of potential in my future.  Some things may be in the works, other things rapidly gaining velocity.  None of it is easy, but  it’s proving to be more than rewarding.  Though there might be hurdles, I’m willing to work through it all.  I’m never able to give less than 100%, and I’m ok with that.  I’ll risk it all for something great.

Being able to put words to “page” (as it were), has helped me breathe again.  Reframe and refocus.  Still not at full capacity, but gaining ground and purposefully moving forward…even if where I’m going is foreign. 

Stick with me, kids…on to adventure.  

❤️

Summerland 

I am officially a resident of New Jersey.  

I am officially on my own.

I jumped without a safety net, and I came out on the other side relatively unscathed.  

Admittedly, I have mixed emotions about the whole ordeal.  Though I desperately love my job, the people therein, and my new place of residence…I am lacking friends (the best ones in the world, might I add), and the support system I’ve come to know and love.  It’s difficult to start over.  It’s probably the hardest and most daunting thing I’ve ever undertaken on my own…but I’ve done it.  

Every day that goes by, I am amazed by the changes I’ve undergone in the last year.  I went from passive bystander in my own life, to active participant, and I couldn’t be more pleased.  The differences are noticed by me daily, and this Thanksgiving (aka The Day of Indigenous Subjugation), I can honestly say I’ve never been more thankful.  Every day, every moment, is full of hope and promise and I am proud of who I am, as well as proud of who I one day will be, (as I happily live a life of constant improvement).  

There are some people I would like to acknowledge as the holiday season rapidly approaches:

Mercedes:  I love how we are able to lift one another up and help each other stand tall throughout adversity.  You are amazing, and wonderful,  and you are hands down one of the best friends I’ve ever had.  Keep waterboarding men with their own tears.  ❤️

Casey:  Dude, I couldn’t have kept it together this year without you.  You’re a fucking rockstar and I love you like a sister.  Best come visit me soon, cause I’m already having withdrawals.  🤘🏻

Joe:  Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.  Thank you for being there.  Thank you for being you.  

Anastasia, Suzanne, Aileen & Rich:  I love you all.  Work besties 4 lyfe!

Squab🍕:  I love you all, and I miss you like crazy!  You guys are my first real group of friends, and I cherish you all like whoa.  I’m going to come visit soon, and we’re going to Datz, bishes!  #fusionfries

As for the holidays…I couldn’t be more excited!  The Christmas season is bright, beautiful, and screams new beginnings…the lights, music, movies, feelings, decor…it’s everything to me.  This will be my first holiday alone, and though there will be fewer presents under the tree, there is more peace in my heart…and nothing feels quite like it.  

Be safe, be happy, be thankful always…not just once a year.  Have a wonderful holiday weekend, kids!  I love you all!  ❤️❤️❤️

Fade From Black ❤️

Oh month 10, you did not disappoint.  

New Jersey has been my temporary home for the past two weeks.  I’ve been inhabiting a fairly solitary hotel room, and working the most epic job imaginable.  I’m in Florida for the next two days, and Monday I fly back out to (oddly enough) the same hotel room for another two weeks.  November (I fly back to FL on the 4th) my son and I will move to Jersey permanently.  What a whirlwind, what an adventure, what a future full of hope and promise!  

I have never felt fulfilled pushing papers.  Though I never noticed the gaping hole in my soul until I was given wings and permission to fly.  Such a fabulous feeling to wake up, knowing that what you do makes a real difference.  

The move, however, is going to be madness.  With the fresh hell of the last “move” firmly embedded in my hippocampus, I’m likely to have flashbacks brought on by boxes and packing tape.  It’s a 15ish hour drive to NJ and a very kind friend of mine has offered to shoulder the burden that is driving the moving van with my car attached.  I am so super grateful he volunteered to tour the east coast with the kiddo and I.  

I’m going to look at a few places on Wednesday…and should have everything nailed down by the weekend (if all goes well).  It’ll be nice to have some place of our own, to start over, and be a family (of two) again.  Then we can get settled, and begin our holiday revelry (those of you who know me, know I’m a Christmas junkie).  I can’t wait to celebrate the holidays with my boy.  Now that I think about it, I’ve never celebrated a Christmas without a partner…that should make for some seriously deep introspection (I see much blogging in the coming months…lol).

Life is good.  Finally.   I am full of purpose and meaning and love and optimism.  I’m headed into a future that I feel strongly positive about.  I am able to stand firmly on my own two feet, and am open to any and all possibilities.  I’m excited for new experiences, new friends, and maybe something more.  

Glimmer of Hope

There is strength in understanding.

There is strength in love.

There is strength in hard work.

There is strength in living.

Each day that goes by I find that I’m becoming more myself.  Happier, stronger, and more alive than ever before.  I feel the weight lifted from tired shoulders, and my essence returning to me as the moments pass.  I am proud of my journey, and I will never again underestimate the heart that I possess.  I am reborn within my own skin…the same, yet changed.

Growth potential is everywhere, and if I’m being honest, I’m sensing it every single day.  I am as far from perfect as a human being can get, but my acknowledgement and willingness to work sets me apart from the rest.  I know my limitations, and I struggle every day with becoming better.  I’m learning how to dream again…amidst life’s disappointments, problems, and otherwise troubling nature…I’m making it happen.

I am tenacity.

I am pride.

I am optimism.

I am strength.

And I will be love.  ❤️