can i get a little h-e-l-p?

I don’t know if you all are aware but Alex is a genius for shizzle. What does this have to do with you? Everything.


You probably read this post yesterday where I confessed that I’m certifiable and on the heels of that, I would love you all forever if you took this super short survey for me. I’m just trying to test the waters to maintain sanity so could you please help a sister out? Head right this way.


stop it.

Admittedly, I have a problem. No, I’m not an alcoholic or a drug addict but I think this could even be worse. Sometimes I hate myself. Like really, really, hate. And not because I think I’m fat or ugly or because my clothes aren’t cool, but because I don’t live up to my own standards. Actually, I don’t even think I can live up to them. More than likely, the standard that I measure myself against daily is unobtainable.

Why do I keep doing it? I have no idea. They say that you’re your own worst critic, and I’m not even a critic. It’s worse that than. I can easily whip myself into a frenzy or get so depressed that I could sleep for a week.

But sometimes, when I’m in the middle of my downward spirals, I remember something that I wish I would remember sooner.

Easier said than done, right? And I’m pretty sure that I’m not alone in this one. And I also think it’s pretty rampant in the blogging community.

So maybe, if for just today, we all could just stop being so hard on ourselves. What do you think?

word of the week

Sometimes my vocabulary is a bit too big for my own britches. I like to use circumlocution on the regular. See what I just did there? Nice, right?

In honor of one of my favorite co-workers, I bring you today’s word of the week. And the sentence used in the definition is from real life. You are welcome.