The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Ahhhh! If I don't stop...
If I don't stop eating, I'll end up as fat as I was when I broke with the squeeze!
I'm so fat!!! I'm eating everything! I'm not even hungry!
So Monday, its diet time. For real... The upside is, so is my son and daughter. We're not having anything with calories in it! Nothing nice! And I'm going back to boxing...