There are Cracks in the Ice
I like to think I am a strong confident woman. I normally am quite good at convincing myself that I am There are certain moments that those carefully crafted illusions come crashing down. Over the last couple days I confess to the following: Asked him to go to store as I couldn’t face the crowds After the ice storm had him take me to work not just one day but also day after The entrée I was to bring into work dinner didn’t turn out Panic attack when daughter didn’t answer cell phone after ice storm Called numerous times even though I knew she wasn’t answering Called her fiancé numerous times even though he wasn’t answering Texted her BFF phone frantically even though I wasn’t sure I had the number right Told my mother about it so we could FEED OFF each others fears in detail. Stalked her, his and her bff facebook, myspace, twitter to see last log in. Ate all the raw cookie dough in two days After failing to get my jeans zipped spent twenty minutes searching for fat jeans, only to reali