Blabbable Secrets

Remember when I blogged about this?
Well, today was another one of those mornings where she come waltzing through my room, into the bathroom, and into the closet, only this time it was to dig through all of our movies.
I heard her going through my closet so I asked her, “what are you doing?” … no [...]

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There are just some things that can not be fixed on our own. There is only so much we can do in this life to try and make things right with loved ones.
I don’t hate my folks. I don’t hate anybody. Hate is a strong and harsh word that I wouldn’t want anybody to [...]

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It will be two years in April since I have heard from my folks. They called for the first time tonight. I was not home and they did not leave a message. I’m not sure what to do with this little tid-bit.

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Hat Tip: Post Secret
I wish that my daughter’s father thought that she was worth getting to know while he was a live. He is alive but I suppose he might as well be dead. Maybe it’s a good thing he is not in her life since his is so screwed up. She is better off [...]

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Hello all you wonderful lovely caring and concerned parents of cheer leaders out there in the world.
When was the last time you checked your daughter’s cheer bag? You might think about doing that at some point in their high school career. I suggest that you do it frequently when they are juniors and seniors.
We found [...]

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Do you have a confession to make?
Formulate what you’d like to say and send it to me.
I will Not share your name.
I will Not share your e-mail address.
Mums the Word!
When I get your confession, I will post it.
Here is where you write me..
blabb[at]blabbable[dot]com
I will not write you back via e-mail.
I might, depending on the appropriateness, [...]

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I keep getting these strange phone calls from the posted number above. What’s weird is that they keep asking for my ex. I haven’t lived with my ex in over 14 years or so?
Who are these people and why would they call my house looking for my ex? When I tried to find out what [...]

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When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As [...]

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