I so don't know what to do with this blog anymore. The writer (writer???) in me wants to continue writing...something... but the realist in me recognizes that i don't have much of interest to write about. And what i do find interesting, i probably can't write, because it probably is about our marriage group or about my anger management group. They are hilarious, the angry ladies. We continued meeting together weekly, even though we finished our anger class. Now we're doing a book called Choosing to Forgive, and we named ourselves Steel Magnolias. Well, i didn't choose that name and i didn't even vote for it, but it didn't matter. One husband said, it's more like lead-in-the-ass magnolias, which is probably somewhat true. Mostly i just refer to them as magnolias. My family has already accepted the name and hopefully no longer think i'm totally weird by having a group of friends who've named ourselves. Well, it was just to weird too continue referring to each other as "my anger mgmnt group", so magnolias, it is.
My middle daughter is getting married at the end of the month. I may kill her before the big day. That probably figures into anger management somehow.
I'm in the summer term of school, only the fall term left to finish my AA degree. I'm pretty worried about the financial strain it's putting on our home. Our goal is for me to continue going and work towards a bachelors. Maybe before I'm 50, I can really finish. Sometimes I feel like a good example to our children. Sometimes I just feel like a loser.
I'm taking a philosophy of religion class. It's broadening my horizons and confusing me. All at the same time.
My dog is still dead in the backyard. I can't believe how much I still miss him.
I can't cook worth a damn, but I'm trying.
This is kind of like my own little post secret segment.
I started running again. Yes, I'm planning to call myself a runner again. I'm tired of being a blob. I want to feel good in my clothes. I want to feel good in my skin.
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