It’s been, to say the least, a very stressful couple of months. But I have evidence this week that although life is tossing me some serious challenges, fate is also showing me the way. Fate, she is a quirky mistress, ignore her at your own peril.

A belief in a higher power is nothing if you do not set aside your own will free and ask your higher power to guide you. This, as easy as it sounds, is sometimes the hardest thing in the world to do. Especially for those of us with Type A personalities. We want to run the show, we want to be in control of our lives and our destinies, we want to feel as if whatever we have accomplished we have done on our own.

Feh! Feh, I say to you! Let go and let God. That’s what they say in all sorts of “anonymous” groups. It’s a code for living, and yanno what kids? It works. Or, rather, I should say, it sure seems to be working for me.

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Because, in the UK, things like evolution and the need for a daily Guinness are not something that fundies are going to scream their faces off about, I present to you Guinness and Evolution.

Priceless

Ah, the joys of breakups. The pain, the drama, the madness. To add to the stress of that, I’ve been busy searching for a new place for the kids and I. The good news is that I found a place. The bad news? No pets. None.

I found a foster home for Seamus and Leslie, my beloved feline friends. Now I am seeking a home for Connor, my canine companion for nearly five years.

I know in my heart that I’m doing the right thing by moving to the place I found. It’s perfect in size, and price, and the kids won’t have to move to yet another school district. And I know, eventually, this pain too will fade. But right now, I haven’t been able to stop crying.

I’m breaking up the whole of my family, and somewhere, somehow, someone is going to sit me down and explain to me in really small words why I have had to endure so much heartache this year.

You can see Connor here. If you are in the Metro DC area and are interested, or know anyone who would be, please shoot me an email.

So as I’m sitting in the bar the other night, watching a parade of very pretty men go by, a friend says to me, “Oh jesus, you need a date.” I laugh, say no, maybe just some random sex, but I kid because I’m not that type. Well, as long as my stock of batteries stays fresh, that is. What?! You do it too, shut up!

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Ah, to whine freely and bitch about my current situation, what a joy that would be. Sadly, that isn’t going to happen today. Maybe tomorrow, probably not. All I can say is that there is simply too much for me to handle right now.

On top of the financial debacle I am currently desperately trying to untangle, one of my favorite aunts has passed away. She lived a good, long life, and I hope her passing was peaceful. At this point, we do not know what she died of specifically, she was found dead. An autopsy is in the works, but we don’t know when to expect the results.

When I had my first son, the wonderful Mr. Knowitall, I was a young single mother, trying to juggle school and work. My aunt stepped in and took over as a nanny for my son for a long time. She was very good to him, and always very good to me.

I often felt judged by members of my family for having had a child so young and out of wedlock. Aunt Sandy never judged me, never criticized me, only offered me support and advice. She was a fabulous vocal woman with a strong voice and an even stronger personality. She was a force unto herself.

Many of the family insisted on calling her Aunt Sar, as Sarentina was her birth name. I remember her always asking, “No, please, it’s Sandy.” Having gone through my own round of “this is my name, stop calling me by that other thing” with my family, I completely understood and respected her wishes.

Blessed be, Aunt Sandy, I hope your rest is peaceful and your journey to the other side a joyous one. Death is only the beginning of the adventure.

… Refute the lies that have been spoken about me
… Posit, for your judgment, my lovely friends, the full story
… Explore, publicly, the graciousness of my own spirit
… Whine, bitch, and complain about the unfairness of life

… but I won’t. Because only one* person needs to know the truth about what was, what is, and what will be.

Let us hope that one person realizes it, embraces it, and grows.

Blessed be,
Sabre

*me

When I quit smoking a few years back, and started eating nonstop, I ended up putting on quite a bit of weight. I started working out and eating right, trying to shed the pounds, but I found that it was very hard.

Breakups make for the best diets, I think. Well, that and I’m smoking again, but that’s gone come July. Today, just for kicks, I slipped on my beloved espresso colored suede jeans, and my sexy black mini-skirt. Both fit, and fit well.

Happy days! The stranger in the mirror is gone, and I’m back to being me
Damn I feel good! What’s the good news in your world today?

During the last few months or so of my life, I’ve had to learn a very hard lesson. It’s been difficult, and there have been days when I thought I could take no more, but mostly, the lesson has been important.

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Some days that’s all a person can say to fools and freaks
That is all I have to say.

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One of you needs to go commit suicide now, IP logged with referring URL. Please, do me a favor and go wrap your ass around a tree.

Sick fuck.

UPDATE: Just to be clear, I want *you*, and you know who *you* are, to go drive yourself around in circles at the speed of sound, wrap yourself and your vehicle around a tree, die a bleeding death of a thousand pains, and never ever be born again. Capiche?