When I last left off, I tried to take unpaid time off and was refused, the school where I worked wanted to negotiate my time off and then upon my return expected me to return much earlier and work more. D-O-N-E. That’s what I was. I had a doctor’s appointment
I happened to be listening to Kentucky Sports Radio’s pregame show while working on a little chalk paint project on my Saturday. They were talking about Valentine’s Day, and that it happened to fall on a Wednesday — the same night of the UK/Auburn game. The guys were discussing how
“Who am I and how did I get here?,” is a question I find myself asking regularly these days. I can’t tell you how many times I have been out and about with a friend and we come across someone who inevitably asks, “What do you do?” Each and every
This post was written by Amanda Hervey. Be sure to visit her new blog, Amanda In Real Life, for her latest adventures. Kids, since you’re both sound asleep, let me whisper a little secret to you: I have no idea what I’m doing. I see how you could be confused.
Is fibromyalgia a real diagnosis? Some doctors are more willing than others to acknowledge fibromyalgia as a “real” condition. According to Mayo Clinic’s website, “Fibromyalgia is a disorder characterized by widespread musculoskeletal pain accompanied by fatigue, sleep, memory and mood issues. Researchers believe that fibromyalgia amplifies painful sensations by affecting
I love macarons. Not to be confused with macaroons, the often Kosher coconut cookie. Don’t get me wrong, macaroons are tasty too, but they are no macarons (one “o”, not two). They look like little colorful hamburgers, don’t they? I have to admit, aesthetically these French delights appeal to me