I’m not a particularly uptight person when it comes to my children’s toys. Well, that’s sorta true. Ok, so that’s not even remotely true… I think it’s just because I’m always trying to round […]
Skype Daddy, you SUCK.
honeyandthehomewrecker
The A-Sexual A-Team
I have a solution. I’m going to kill you.
the caretaker.
After Honey left, I took the babies and a moving Pod filled with whatever would fit, and we drove back to my home state to live with my parents. Just 18 […]
love shows up.
For the dead letter office… It’s late. The clacking of a tree limb against the bedroom window would have woken you had you not already been awake. As you lie there, you […]
treason on trial.
I wrote this poem around a month after Honey left. I have very mixed feelings about it. To me, it lies somewhere in the murky water between ‘Crappy 4th grade poetry contest 2nd […]
i felt like destroying something beautiful.
‘What’s going on here? I don’t understand, Honey. What…I mean…are you divorcing me or something?’ ‘Yes.’ Please return your seatbacks to their full upright position. We’ve just lost cabin pressure. My life […]
HomeWrecker: Chloroformed by Love (pt. 4 of 5)
The day I learned my divorce was final, the babies had a Skype call with Honey. Once time was up, I asked my mom if she could take the kids out of the room for me. This […]
Just Curious.
A quick poll…
HomeWrecker: The Big Game (pt. 3 of 5)
Winning!! Duh. Isn’t that the name of the game? Winning? Do you know of any athletes that bleed and toil and rise at dawn for practice every day for decades that really don’t […]
You don’t know the meaning of the word.
I spent my Saturday at a three year old’s birthday party with my babies. We had to drive almost 2 hours each way to get there, but it was for my good friend’s daughter. […]
Honey and the Homewrecker. 