October 8, 2012 I woke that day feeling like I had an elephant was sitting on my chest. As if Monday mornings weren’t bad enough, I knew this one would be even worse. Today was, excuse me, would have been, my one-year wedding anniversary. Ideally, on this day in a woman’s life, she may … Continue reading Would Be One Year.
Once Sam and I were back in LA I decided that if I didn’t tell anyone about my “incident” then it didn’t really happen. Yep, that theory seemed rational to me just as it does most 5-year-olds. So naturally, I told no one- literally NO ONE. It didn’t even occur to me, that stuffing things … Continue reading Roller Coaster.
When Sam and I got back to the resort we decided that a massage would be the perfect way to end our day, and we were right. After our massage, we went back to the villa and opened a bottle of wine, took a dip in our private pool, and sat on the deck watching … Continue reading Keylee or Joan?
The next morning I woke up from a sleep so deep that for a moment I wasn’t sure where I was. As I blinked my eyes open it was like a dream; huge four poster bed, white linen everywhere, the sun peaking in the wooden pocket doors and the smell of the ocean filling in … Continue reading Heaven Found.
The next day my eyes popped open early, no jet lag and no hangover from the Don Julio 1942- clearly the excitement had taken over. I could hear Sam was awake in the next room, so I splashed some water on my face, got the sleep out of my eyes, brushed my hair, curled my eyelashes and … Continue reading Pretty Woman, Without Being A Hooker.
I woke up the next morning feeling great; I jumped out of bed and got ready for work. Though our office was very small, it was rare when I didn’t get ‘dressed’ for work. I put on a dress, pair of heels, my face and headed out the door. We were at the start of … Continue reading Such Bullshit.
I was in a state of mind that can only be described as utter confusion with a side of absolute fury. As the gavel went down, my mind was swarming with questions. The first one was for my lawyer, and it was, “WHAT THE FUCK is the pant-suit lady talking about? How did she only get my … Continue reading Martini’s Make Everything Better.
Being back in LA was a much more difficult than I had expected. Work was crazy, I had about 100 hours worth of things to catch up on in the next two days, I was fighting jet lag, and to top it off I still the ten plus unanswered voicemails from my lawyer, every time … Continue reading Divorce Court Sucks.
The next couple of days were calm and relaxing on around the farm. Andrew worked each day while sat on the upstairs porch, working through email and Skype. I even had a conversation with my divorce lawyer that was 100% awful. Work was getting more intense, I did have three state pageants to produce in … Continue reading I Wasn’t Ready To Leave.
Once Andrew left I packed my schedule with things to do so that I would keep busy and not miss him. Yes, that should work because dealing with my actual feelings would take up too much time. I had two international trips coming up, my birthday and then before I knew it I would be … Continue reading I Would Wake Up In Portugal.