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Fighting Like a Girl: Trappings
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Fighting Like a Girl. Monday, March 14. I stepped into the shower today, and was greeted-not for the first time-by the sight of a moderately sized clump of hair-wet, disgusting, and left in a wad on the small bench in the corner of the shower enclosure. Gross" I thought. "Why does he do that? Would it be so difficult to fish the hair out of the drain and then put in the trash, instead of leaving it here for me to find? Nearly 3 years ago, those socks stopped appearing on my living room floor. Instantly, ...
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Fighting Like a Girl: May 2010
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Fighting Like a Girl. Monday, May 31. In July, I was single-handed packing up our townhouse to move into the house where we currently live, and as a result I was forced to go through the detritus of my life with Ammon. It was an extremely stressful and emotional period, and my arthritis flared again. After spending several nights unable to sleep, I finally broke down and through tears-made an appointment to see my doctor. The results of the blood work came back within a few days, and they were devastating.
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Fighting Like a Girl: September 2010
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Fighting Like a Girl. Wednesday, September 1. Without a word to me, Kevin approached the table and began to help Jeremy with his homework. For a moment, I stood alone in the kitchen-frozen, unable to continue the task before me. My heart caught in my throat-constricted in an odd tangle of pain and pride. I'm so grateful to be marrying a man who wants to help his children with homework. I'm so sad that Ammon was never able to help his son with assignments. I wholeheartedly believe in the Law of Chastity.
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Fighting Like a Girl: Hunting
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Fighting Like a Girl. Friday, March 2. The one I haven't been able to stop thinking about all morning. I have looked at houses until my eyeballs have begun to bleed.but NONE of them have gotten me excited like this one. I'm not even going to post a link to it-because it's THAT fabulous, and I'd be. I'm doing lots of deep breathing today. I'm trying to be patient and remember that just like every other aspect of this job search and relocation-it will fall into place. March 2, 2012 at 1:05 PM. Sunday Sweet...
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Up With Moms: Angry
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Skip to right-hand sidebar. Skip to left-hand sidebar. Read Up on These Sites. Event: If Women in White Aren’t in the Picture. Source: junkgardengirl.blogspot.com. Sunday, October 19, 2008. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's that things are intense at work right now and I'm not getting much sleep. It could be the economy and the fact that I've now lost my psychological safety net. Not to mention the stress of this extended election. Turns out I can't " do it all. Or a sympathetic hug. I know I shoul...
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Fighting Like a Girl: March 2012
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Fighting Like a Girl. Monday, March 12. I hopped on the first available treadmill, and ignoring the sounds of my best friends pumping weights in the free weight center across the room, I settled in for the walk. 3 endless, slow miles stretched in front of me. I may have started to panic just a little bit. For posterity, I asked a friend to snap some pictures of me on the machine. Day 1, 3 miles! Every step I walk in the next 23 weeks is a step toward a world where NOBODY has to deal with the effects of t...
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Fighting Like a Girl: Training
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Fighting Like a Girl. Monday, March 12. I hopped on the first available treadmill, and ignoring the sounds of my best friends pumping weights in the free weight center across the room, I settled in for the walk. 3 endless, slow miles stretched in front of me. I may have started to panic just a little bit. For posterity, I asked a friend to snap some pictures of me on the machine. Day 1, 3 miles! Every step I walk in the next 23 weeks is a step toward a world where NOBODY has to deal with the effects of t...
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Fighting Like a Girl: June 2010
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Fighting Like a Girl. Tuesday, June 1. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Official 3 Day Page. September 18th, 2010. Mimi Boling = Michelle Collett. The Hammer and Nail. Life With Hannah and Lily. This Is A Call. Bagaimana Cara Menanam Cabe Dengan Polybag? Just a little bit of quirky-ness. Fiasco at the Bakery. El mundo es muy pequeno. Another Open Heart Surgery (part 1). On my photography blog: A fun London wedding. Joy in the Journey. Man vs. Mud. Just Around This Corner. We're going to the zoo zoo zoo.
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Fighting Like a Girl: Abandonment
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Fighting Like a Girl. Sunday, January 30. When I was a teenager, my older brother and I shared a strong bond. I'm sure at least partly based on the difficulties of growing up together, but also because we genuinely enjoyed one another's company. We shared much over the years-joys and tragedies and everything in between. I was 18 when he tragically died, and the grief was overwhelming-something I've written about here. Then, another man was stolen from my life. The fact remains, though, that I am a girl w...
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Fighting Like a Girl: Lethargy
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Fighting Like a Girl. Wednesday, April 4. When I attended the kickoff meeting for the official 3 day event more than a month ago, I remember being warned that at some point during the course of our training and fundraising, we would be discouraged and want to give up. I scoffed and figured I was SO fired up and SO dedicated that I wouldn't have a problem with my desire. Turns out I was wrong. I'm sure my family would love me to add that I've also been extremely irritable. Poor kids. Poor husband. I Made ...
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