After all these years. I still have no clue about football.

My name is Eileen and I am forty-two years old and I still don't understand football. There I said it. It feels good to get that off my big chest. Forty-two years of trying. Sometimes even really trying. To understand this damn game. And still nothing. I spent my twenties watching every single Chicago Bear's game ever played. An entire decade devoted to a sport I don't even like. An entire decade devoted to getting drunk on Sundays. But still nothing. I always just skated by. Wearing the jerseys. Kitty-killing…

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I’m Back. New Year. Pretty Much Same Me.
We even dress alike.

I’m Back. New Year. Pretty Much Same Me.

So I took a little time off from writing. I just needed to recharge and regroup. And really concentrate on my other passion. Drinking. Best thing I could have done. Because now I'm back and ready to rock. My holidays were amazing. Santa was extremely generous to my kids. And some day soon I may actually pick up the remaining wrapping paper that's littering my basement and put away the decorations. But for now I'm content with just closing the basement door. On New Year's Eve we took the kids…

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The Only Thing I Learned From Giving Up Drinking: I’m No Quitter.

Nothing. I learned nothing. Not one freaking thing. Actually that's not entirely true. I did learn just how insanely disorganized my life really is. And that's going to take lots of alcohol to forget again. But I'm up for the challenge. I also learned I need alcohol to sleep. I need alcohol to deal with stress. I need alcohol just as much on sunny days as I do on rainy days. Maybe even more so. I also learned to feel. And if it's all the same to you, I just…

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