After quite an extended absence I have come back to you. You may all heave that collective sigh of relief now. Life, as always has continued in a fast paced and interesting manner. My child is amazing, my dogs are still fuzzy little punks, and after a decade my husband is now my ex husband.
So now I find myself cut adrift in northern Arkansas, loosed back into the dating field a few years older and far more bitter then I started. I believe they call this jaded. Funny how the twists and turns in the road will sometimes have you waking in circles.
I went out to a bike rally last night with my girlfriends. It was one of those life lesson moments. The lesson being that I should not add myself, alcohol, and bikers together. Mainly because I have a 'I don't give a fuck' kind of attitude on my best day and last night was not my best. I was in fine form though, breaking hearts, hitting on exes, drunk texting, talking shit to everyone, and just being a all around joy to be around. I suppose I should be grateful that my friends did not just abandon me. However, the entertainment aspect had to be worth something.
My new goal...never get so drunk that I wake up in bed unsure of how I got there again...or where my pants are. Not a goal most people have to adopt but a goal none the less.
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