almond cookies

I'm not able to hide how much I hate those almond cookies. And rest assured they are infact "those" cookies.

I sang last night and had an awesome time. I awoke, always a good feeling, and my hair turned out great. Then the day goes on, blah blah blah and I'm crashing...hard and fast. I am tired of being lonely. I'm done. I had a house, a husband, a baby, a career and I wasn't satisfied? WTF.

Now I'm back home and facing my demons and they are ugly. I'm talking SUPER ugly. I can't stand being by myself to the point of crying. I miss Mark's stability. I miss him calling me Princess. I miss the penguin's niceness. Oh if only I could not miss anyone.

This blog sucks. Not very inspiring...to anyone. Whatever.