Heather Christena Schmidt

Mom, first * Writer, second * Misanthrope, always

I haven’t had much time to write for the last few months. I’ve written, just not on my blog. Still, I hadn’t realized how long it’s been since I checked in with you guys until a couple weeks ago. My daughter was playing a for-fun tennis match with a friend, and the friend’s dad asked …

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I’ve had to do far too much supporting of others lately, and it has taken a toll on me. Keeping my mouth shut and my opinions to myself has pent up so much anger and frustration within me that I literally want to scream the truth in people’s faces sometimes – am I the only one …

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Everyone, whether they realize it or not, reads blogs. At least everyone that reads stuff on the Internet. A lot of times I very intentionally try to only read legitimate news articles. I scope out particular sites I know to be traditional media; and then about a quarter of the way in I realize that I’m …

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Every once in a while, we have to take a step back and ask ourselves: am I spinning my wheels? Am I running on empty? Is something burning me out? Two things happened last night – besides that whole food thing I wrote about earlier today – that contributed to me sitting on my ass …

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Well, it isn’t really time to say good-bye. Not completely at least. Sorry, this isn’t actually as dramatic as I made that sound. You guys don’t trust me anymore, do you? We have a piece of business long overdue to take care of, here on the blog. I apologize for the seriousness of this post; …

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Who doesn’t have a dollar to spend on themselves this holiday season? Well I am one of them, but let’s not go there. I mean that this holiday season you will all be shelling out tons of moolah on other people, and no doubt stressing about family Christmas drama and being alone (or worse – …

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Last Sunday, I – like many – spent the majority of my day relaxing and perusing around the Internet. For the most part, I was just minding my own business. I giggled at memes of Grumpy Cat. I issued the obligatory Facebook ‘happy birthday’s and ‘congratulations on your umpteenth pregnancy’s. I pinned a bagillion-and-one Halloween …

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