meredithelaine
Because not all 40-somethings have their shit together.
-
Miss M.E.?
Twitter M.E.
Tweets by meredithelainePages
Blogroll
Friends of M.E.
-
Join 13 other subscribers
Look How Many (or few) People Have Visited M.E.
Archives
- July 2020 (1)
- January 2020 (1)
- November 2019 (3)
- October 2019 (9)
- September 2016 (1)
- July 2016 (1)
- April 2014 (2)
- March 2014 (2)
- September 2013 (1)
- August 2013 (1)
- July 2013 (1)
- June 2013 (1)
- April 2013 (2)
- March 2013 (2)
- February 2013 (6)
- January 2013 (4)
- December 2012 (1)
- November 2012 (3)
- October 2012 (3)
- September 2012 (6)
- August 2012 (5)
- July 2012 (5)
- June 2012 (6)
- May 2012 (3)
- April 2012 (4)
- March 2012 (5)
- February 2012 (11)
- January 2012 (4)
- December 2011 (3)
- November 2011 (6)
- October 2011 (6)
- September 2011 (2)
- August 2011 (3)
- July 2011 (5)
- June 2011 (6)
- May 2011 (5)
- April 2011 (2)
- March 2011 (4)
- February 2011 (4)
- January 2011 (7)
- December 2010 (6)
- November 2010 (10)
- October 2010 (8)
- September 2010 (8)
- August 2010 (9)
- July 2010 (5)
- June 2010 (9)
- May 2010 (8)
- April 2010 (5)
- March 2010 (3)
- February 2010 (5)
- January 2010 (7)
- December 2009 (5)
- November 2009 (7)
- October 2009 (11)
- September 2009 (10)
- August 2009 (6)
- July 2009 (6)
- June 2009 (7)
- May 2009 (11)
- April 2009 (18)
- March 2009 (8)
Monthly Archives: September 2009
Kick a bitch while she’s down, why don’t ya?
There is no explaining how much of a fuck-up today was. Actually there is, I suppose. I’ve got this blog, might as well use it. I decided last night that I’d make an appointment for the doctor first thing in … Continue reading
Apologies, maybe
I suppose this is an “I’m sorry” – for being the absolute pill of a person that I’ve been since Tuesday. That’s how long I’ve been sick – in varying degrees of severity and style. Not always nauseous, not always … Continue reading
Down with the sickness
As seems to be the case with much of San Diego (seriously, a sizable chunk of my Facebook friends), I am sick. Not strongly, violently sick, but enough of a closure in my throat, sniffle in my nose and pound … Continue reading
Do you remember the 21st night of September?
A little Earth Wind and Fire, y’all. Honestly, I did not fully realize the AWESOME that is Magic 92.5 until just the other day. I finally listened to it all day today at work, and on my drive home. Hearing “Just … Continue reading
To whom it may concern, because honestly, I don’t even remember your name
OK asshole. I am woman enough to admit that your comment stung. Yeah, it was a blow to my (lame excuse for an) ego and (fragile) self-esteem. However, do not front because, Mr. Random, you are NOT all that and … Continue reading
Real (simplistic) tips for a crazy commute, or road trip, whatever.
Because I am partially masochistic (or is it sadistic, I can never remember), I willingly read blogs that make my blood boil. I’ve touched upon this in the past, and will probably do so in the future, since I can’t … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Leave a comment
Can we fast forward…?
It seems as if this is the summer of full plates. Too much to do, to think about, to plan, to execute. And not enough time for it all. Not enough energy for it all. There’s been parties and work … Continue reading
Little details I remember from 9/11
Copied from a post I made to my Facebook. It’s amazing what odd little details I remember from that day… I drove to work listening to CDs (since this was before the iPod), because I couldn’t stand (and still can’t … Continue reading
Maybe it’s mostly me that I’m angry at
Maybe I should preface this with a warning – blee, blah. Maybe it’s mostly me that I’m angry at. The self-loathing that pretty much consumes me. To be so…well-liked, LOVED…and yet cringe with every hug. When my guy friends squeeze … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged deep thoughts, epic fail, fitness queen, she's got issues
Leave a comment
I’m gonna f*ck you up!
Eric was working on a song the other day, and played for me the beat he was creating. It was a bit aggressive and I loved it. I kept saying “I’m gonna fuck you up!” because the beat just seemed to … Continue reading