ashles I'm a constantly moving target. Changing, evolving, growing, devolving.

This is just a collection of things that make me smile, laugh, cry. A glimpse into the weird workings of my mind.

muffintop-less:

“The 100 Workout”

  • 100 Jumping Jacks
  • 90 Crunches
  • 80 Squats
  • 70 Mountain Climbers (35 each leg)
  • 60 Jumping Jacks
  • 50 Crunches
  • 40 Jump Squats
  • 30 Switch Lunges
  • 20 Jumping Jacks
  • 10 Burpees

I hate the word homophobia.

It is not a phobia.

You are not scared.

You are just an asshole.

Life is good.

I feel really good about where I am in life right now. Things may not be perfect but they’re getting better all the time.

I’m in that lovely new relationship/connection place where I look at Brian and think that maybe I could fall in love with him. Maybe I’ll even let myself, but I’ve grown enough over the last year to know to hold my heart close until I know I’m handing it to someone safe. And I think he is. I really do.

I’ve seen enough from Zamora to know that my country boy doesn’t know what he wants right now. That his actions say he’s in while his words say he’s not ready. I’ve learned enough to know that this is a one day at a time thing, and pressuring a good thing makes it sour. I know to be simple and let it develop, not attempt to convince him that maybe he should take a chance on me. He will have to come to that conclusion on his own.

I have the most wonderful, ride or die, thick or thin, down people around me. Everyday, I know that I am loved. I know it, and I feel it.

So maybe I’m always broke and I don’t see my kids as much as I would like to. Maybe my work day is long, and maybe I really miss having a car.

But I was due for this. This absolutely wonderful, content feeling. It was beyond my turn.



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