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Catching up and New Years

January 10, 2019January 10, 2019 stephstanesic

I ran yesterday for the first time since Thanksgiving. Needless to say, it was rough. I only went 2.5 miles and I thought I was going to die for the majority of it. I even ran/walked which I NEVER do. It doesn't count **in my opinion**. So I was on a speed walk portion when… Continue reading Catching up and New Years

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Temper Tantrums and Choosing Joy

December 20, 2018December 20, 2018 stephstanesic

If you are one of the other billion people who were at the Hobby Lobby on McDermott and 75 today and saw me, well.... I'm sorry. Let's just say I wasn't in the best mood. I am convinced that half that store was trying to get me to punch them right smack in the nose. First… Continue reading Temper Tantrums and Choosing Joy

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Truth and Lies

December 13, 2018 stephstanesic

I have felt the crushing weight of being lost and lonely in the darkness. …of wondering what the point of even getting out of bed is? …of just wishing and praying that the pain will go away, so that I’ll finally feel whole again. Only to wake up day after day after day after day… Continue reading Truth and Lies

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Passing out and Elves on shelves

December 6, 2018December 14, 2018 stephstanesic

Apparently, I don’t learn from my mistakes. I almost ran out of gas AGAIN. Because nobody gets to tell me how low I can go. On the way to Thanksgiving dinner I was praying (out loud in a baptist preacher voice, in case you were wondering), “Just get me to the Exxon. PLEASE just get… Continue reading Passing out and Elves on shelves

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tiny trash cans and barfing boys

November 22, 2018November 22, 2018 stephstanesic

I have had the smell of barf in my nose hairs for the past two and a half weeks. Every single member of this family (including myself) has puked on me, and I have washed all the linens and the floors of this house 58 times now (insert the sound of wailing here). You think… Continue reading tiny trash cans and barfing boys

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