I remember when we broke up

Life lately, according to my iPhone.
 (I am so the next Rock star Diaries, I swear)

My cousin Emma was really obsessed with baking and decorating cupcakes.

 Maybe it's because she's 8.

This one was my favorite.

 It was kind of a crime to eat it.

That's art, baby!

My mother giving James kisses against his will.

 It's her favorite thing to do.

The student and the master.

 If only Ann (my grandmother) were in this picture, the evil trifecta would be complete!

Emma and my sweet baby Sugar.

 See?

I told you all of my cousins were gingers!

 They ALL look like this.

I am sooo jealous!

The oldest and youngest Wilson cousins.

Junior is 36 and Emma is 8.

It's a disconcerting feeling being on a cousin level with an 8 year old after being on aunt level with kids the same age for so long.

I didn't even get to testify.

But I did get to sit in the hallway of the Courtroom for 3 1/2 hours.

 With no phone.

Which meant no books.

I can't believe how dependent I've become on my Kindle app.

Beautiful(?) downtown Wilmington, Delaware. 

I really do love that there a few faithful followers of this bizarre blog.

I don't even have craft ideas or friend get togethers with fancy water containers and you still read.

Thanks for hanging in there through the excruciating ramblings of my inner monologue.

 It kinda brightens my life and inspires me to be a better blogger. 

Not a sundress wearing, Instagram photo taking better blogger.

 But maybe I'll limit myself to 3 cat related /obsessing about gay men posts per week;)

Lori Ann

Random Thoughts- Meat is not the answer Edition

Shannon Tyler convinced me to make this blog public again. 

Guapa!!
  (This is how we got converts on the mission!)

The things I do for my favorite former companion. 

(Consider this your payback for all of the times I whined and shrieked "Tracting again? Nooooo!")

Anyway

I really should be in bed. 

I have to testify in court in Delaware in 8 1/2 hours. 

Also, I need to confess that today I ate a cheeseburger.

The stress of life has been getting to me and,,,,like so many before me,  I thought I would find  my answer in meat. 

Boy, was I wrong. 

The (Wendy's) burger was just as gross as I remember. 

It's looking like I may not ever come back to meat.
(except maybe steak on Christmas Eve, made by my dad)

Being vegetarian has completely broken my fast food addiction.

 It's all so gross to me now.

 Even the french fries. 

If someone (a man) tells you that they would be "too sassy" for the military, is it ok to call them out on their sexual orientation?

This is what I got when I googled "sassy military men"!!!

Speaking of gay men, I am still dreaming about the synchronized diving team. 

It's my dad's birthday today.
(or it was about 30 minutes ago)

 He is 62.

His birthday tribute will be like all of the others...late.

OK, so I will write tomorrow.

 Unless they lock me up.

Because I am 99% sure that I am going to yell "You can't handle the truth!" at the judge.
(and I bet they have a zero tolerance policy for that by this time!)

Lori Ann

Let's take the boat out

I feel so frustrated by life at times. 

I wonder if God is testing me or if I just can't handle stress.

I was doing better in some ways; when I was taking anti-anxiety meds.

 But they made me feel kind of numb.

I don't want to have to choose between feeling either extremely anxious or numb.

 There has to be a middle ground.

I wonder if anyone else struggles with the same stuff as me.

As a therapist I have come to realize that a lot of experiences are more common than most people would think.

 But I still think I'm alone in my feelings most of the time.

I sometimes wish I were far away from this life of mine.

That I were somewhere cool and restful and where the stars were really bright. 

(This post is making me sound like I'm high- I'm not, I swear!)

Lori Ann

p.s.- I just read this quote and I love it!

"Forgiveness does not always lead to a healed relationship. Some people are not capable of love, and it might be wise to let them go along with the anger. Just wish them well and take care of yourself."

1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5.. 6.. Switch!

It's Random Thoughts Thursday!

 Let's do this dance!!

The crazy weather in PA right now

1. Weasley is dead.

That's my car, in case you were wondering.

Oh Weasley, Weasley... I had a small ceremony at the garage.

 It was pouring rain and my dad was taking the plates off, cursing at me to get my stuff out of the car.

That man has no sense of ceremony.

2. Of course it came at the perfect time.

 Because I am moving 60 miles from my current job.

 It's not like I needed a car or anything.

 Nope. I can totally bike that.
 (I just hope my clients are ok with me wearing spandex)

3. Speaking of which I am moving home.

 As in my parents house.

The twisted thing is that it is completely by choice.

We'll see how things go.

There may be some self medicating happening.

4.I have the greatest big brother ever.

He helped me clean out and move almost my entire apartment in one day.

All in exchange for a value meal from McDonald's.

Thanks a million Dave!!
(then my dad moved everything else and drove me around the county in the craziest rain storm ever. Who needs a hot, Latin, synchronized diving, metro sexual husband when you've got a dad and brother like these?)

5. My birthday video for Danielle needs more work.

 It might not be ready until her next birthday:)

 It's totally worth waiting for.
A little preview: in the video Elly discusses her desire to gun someone down in cold blood:)

6. Is it wrong that I have brought up the men's synchronized diving team in every therapy session with my clients?

7. Other bi-linguals...do you ever have entire weeks where you feel like you are tripping over every word?

 My spanish has been so scattered this week.

 I mean, I have on and off days but I've been off for week and it's driving me crazy!!

So, this was the most random of all random thoughts updates.

Lori Ann

El hermano mio

Things have been really crazy in my life.

I am moving.

 I guess I am getting a new car.

 I might be changing jobs or transferring.

A lot is up in the air right now.

 I am trying to utilize the coping skills I teach my clients.

But that is no excuse for not writing a tribute to my brother.

 His birthday was yesterday. 

David is my only brother.

 The only boy in a family of 4 kids

. He's one of those unlucky smucks who got all sisters.

He's always been a good sport about it though.

That's who he is.

 He's just a good guy. 

He's influenced my life in a million and one ways and I doubt he even realizes it. 

David is smart, funny, financially astute
 (we call him "the Shylock"),

He's got the best memory of anyone I've ever met.

 He's kind and honest and he always does what is right.

 He's got amazing faith and he tries hard at everything he does. 

He just got his black belt. 

He's an incredible uncle. 

He's the best big brother I could have ever asked for. 

Thanks for everything, Dave.

 I hope this is the best year yet!! 

Love always,

Lumpo
(one of the snarfster sisters)

Heck yeah

You guys, the manic side of my bi-polar is totally setting in.

 Or maybe I'm getting excited because it's almost August.

And if it's almost August that means that summer can't last that much longer.

Sweet, blessed fall is near.

 I'm getting out of my over priced apartment.

And I'm about to have the greatest year of my life!! 

Lori Ann

Based on a novel by a man named Lear

You guys,

I used to write fan fiction.

 I stopped a few months ago because I wasn't feeling inspired and I had so much to do at work.
 (and I remembered that I wasn't 13)

 But every once in a while I get a new review from someone who has just found one of my stories.

This was probably the best review I have ever gotten.

 In an email inbox of work related email, Geico bill reminders,spam, etc its so nice to find something like this. ...

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THAT WAS ABSOLUTELY AND WONDERFULLY BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING

AND I HAVE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW THIS STORY MAKES ME FEEL

I JUST- CAN I SAY HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU AND THIS STORY AND YOUR DAVE ESPECIALLY YOUR DAVE BECAUSE MY GOD I THINK THIS IS THE BEST LOVE STORY I'VE EVER READ AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY TIMES I'VE HAD TO STOP READING BECAUSE I WAS OVERWHELMED BY THE SHEER BEAUTY OF THIS FANFICTION

I MEAN SERIOUSLY, HOW DO YOU EVEN WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS? IT'S AMAZING.YOU'RE AMAZING. EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS AMAZING.

(AND I'M SORRY FOR YELLING AT YOU. I'M JUST SO EXCITED. I THINK YOU PROBABLY REALIZED THAT BY NOW... AND I'M GONNA STOP YELLING NOW... okay there)

I want to be a writer. 

Maybe I'm not there yet. 

Maybe I need to be more dedicated and figure out what genre I should be writing.

 But you guys, I think I could be a writer.

 Like a legit, weird eye glasses, holed up in my office drinking black coffee, temperamental writer. 

So, get excited for that. 

Lori Ann

 (I've already picked a pen name- Sticky..what do you think?)