Copacetic Karma

Friday, January 29, 2016

Depression, Loneliness and Stress...OH NO!!

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I feel like the people don't talk enough about these taboo subjects, and when they do, it's in cryptic Vaguebook posts. Is it becaus...
Thursday, January 7, 2016

The Day Karma Smacked Me in the Face (or the nostrils)

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I really wanted to post this blog this morning, but I thought I might save you all from embarrassing yourselves as you would most likely rea...
Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Mother vs Mother or, Mother Supports Mother

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Oh no, I feel like this post may offend at least one reader, but I know in my heart that I need to get it out of my head . How many of you...
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Tuesday, December 29, 2015

About the Author

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It is that time of year again, one holiday stacked on top of the next, busy dressing up and eating obscene amounts of your kids candy, then ...
Monday, December 14, 2015

1 Year, 1 Month, 17 Days (Give or Take)

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As some of you may already know, my house and I have a love hate relationship, I hate it and it is constantly giving me more reasons why I s...
Sunday, December 13, 2015

Take Your Time, Don't Live Too Fast

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Whats the rush? It seems in this life, in the world we live in, things need to been done swiftly, we need to be here or there and we are alw...
Thursday, December 10, 2015

Battle of the Throne

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 I have been with my husband for a while now, and any of you who have known him any amount of time know just the kind of morning person he i...
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"I'm just your average everyday mom and wife with the son and daughter, adoring husband who loves everything about me, a little house in a quiet neighborhood, two cars in the driveway, and the white picket fence.....except..add two more sons (who are teenagers), my husband who hates my tattoos and dreadlocks, add an extra vehicle that we park.in the front yard like a white trash yard ornament, a house that is falling down around my ears and is a constant cause of financial anxiety. Yes the neighborhood is quiet... because all the kids are in MY FRONT YARD, and forget the picket fence. Fence posts in my front yard would be dug up and used as swords, until my youngest son, who is accident prone would come in crying about his eye being gouged out with said picket fence post..It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye. So there you have it, a sneak peak into my life..do you think you are prepared to take a peak into my thoughts?
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