1. Dammit, I had two really great sentences started, saved them as a draft, and they got lost. Now they are gone forever because my brain is shriveling like a five-year-old in an hour-long bath these days.

2. For a music lover such as myself, where music is infused in all of my daily life and relationships, there can be issues when a relationship fails and you both have a profound love for a band and their live shows. I found out this week that I got sole custody of Red Wanting Blue from one ex-boyfriend and joint custody of RWB with another. Failed relationship or no, the music rocks on…

3. I love it when storm clouds are clipping by overhead at a brisk pace. It gives me an adrenaline rush and makes me feel like magic is happening beyond their surface in a world unknown to ours.

4. I bought a huge sled. Which means the likelihood of us getting more than three inches of snow has dropped significantly. I’m not so sure that that’s a bad thing.

5. In February I am going to set a challenge of doing 7 sentences every day. Considering it takes me til Thursday to do my weekly sentences, this does not bode well. But it’s a goal setting exercise.

6. I’ve started Jazzercise again. When we do our kick turns to “Beat It,” I almost feel like I could be on Shake It Up Chicago.

7. Don’t you hate it when a great boss leaves? I’ve got a good one in the pipelines, thankfully, but it still sucks when they go–even if they are leaving to sit at the cooler lunch table.

I love you all, some more than others.

1. I have been sick for days with mild nausea, reminding me that I never again want to be pregnant. Whoever has placed their phantom fetus in my womb had better reclaim it soon before I start barfing up Saltines.

2. My new guy informed me that we have over 2000 text messages between us, not including the three-hour facebook chat we had. I’d say after two weeks of dating, I’m getting my money’s worth from my Virgin Mobile unlimited data plan.

3. I am explaining away the delay of this SSFS due to the fact that I accidentally let my domain name expire and couldn’t get in to update. To think Just Destiny could have been nabbed by the porn peddlers. “Oh cool, Destiny has a webcam up now…wait. wha???”

4. There are times when my left thumb finds my left ring finger and rubs the underside as if to twirl my rings, which I haven’t worn in over 2 years. Weird.

5. Every day the forecasters keep pushing back winter weather one more day. It seems like today is the day that Old Man Winter awakes from his slumber. Hopefully the crotchety old bastard will tire quickly after one good snowstorm and return us to our 50 degree winter days for the rest of the season.

6. I got two fruit servings and a protein in my smoothie today…yay me and my return to healthy eating.

7. Aforementioned boyfriend is currently on stage at a conference speaking about Bootstrapping Scala on Android. I only recognize the Android part of that title, but it feels good to be cheering someone else on in their goals. I know he’s knocking it out of the park right now.

I love you all, some more than others.

1. While I had an amazing NYE, the preempted trip to Nashville made me miss out on more than my brothers…churros. Tiny little churros from Jack in the Box that make my mouth water with their otherworldy goodness. I’m taking the long way to Atlanta next time.

2. What made up for the lack of churros was perhaps the best post-drunk snack I’ve ever put in my mouth–a chicken and apple sausage with mustard, bacon, onions, and barbecue sauce–all on a fresh bun. Soaked those cranberry-vodkas right up.

3. Wanna know what sucks big, hairy, New Year’s balls? Waking up on New Year’s Day ready to jam and finding out your favorite radio station has gone country. Now where am I going to find my Lady Gaga and Elton John back to back?

4. 2012 is going to be a good year, I can feel it. Could be the extra helping of black-eyed peas I had for lunch, but I prefer to chalk it up to good juu-juu. I’ve had it coming for a while now.

5. I resolve to work on paying off my credit card debt before adding school debt on top of it, to eat more healthfully, and to laugh more often. I think I’ve officially become an old lady with my resolutions.

6. Does the watermelon Jolly Rancher I just ate count as the fruit serving of my eating more healthfully? I may have become an old lady with making my resolutions, but I’m still a child at keeping them. See, I told you 2012 was off to a great start.

7. I am so very thankful for good friends, scattered across the country though they may be, who seem to know just the right time to reach out and say hi. I wish everyone could have a friend like Heather, Janna, or Amanda. I am lucky enough to have all three plus quite a few more with whom I share the good fortune of 2012.

Happy 2012 everybody. I love you all, some more than others.

1. Do you remember being on the playground when you were like four or five and you finally got a turn at the wheel–the big one that you could drive like a bus or a car or, for the truly inspired, an airplane. And you would whip that thing around from left to right in an action that would in real life send you careening from sidewalk to sidewalk, but that was how you imagined driving a car would be in your four-year-old eyes–after all, why have a wheel if you’re not going to really drive it. Anyway, I used to drive my life-car like that, taking a few people out in the swerves, but picking up lots of passengers along the way. I miss honking that horn and having my friends come running.

2. My strength in writing comes from taking mundane little details and extrapolating them into essays that speak to universal feelings or emotions. Somewhere over the past few months someone or something has intervened in my creative plane and has put me in shackles. It’s from this darkness that I write tonight.

3. I am no angel, though I have pretended to be one. I am no devil, though I’ve been mistaken for one. All I ask is that I just be allowed to be me…just Destiny, nothing more, nothing less, just to see where in life that takes me. I, for one, would like to be surprised.

4. My heart has healed, but it has been replaced by stone that no longer connects with my brain. I can look at my sleeping son and feel a surge of pride in my brain, but the thump of motherly love in my heart is missing. This has made me get all philosophical on the meaning of love, and I fear where it is taking me.

5. I have nothing more to say tonight, so I’ll leave you with a two point gap.

I love you all, some more than others.

1. I’ve decided that we should teleport using 1/3 of our brains and we can therefore take over 1/3 of someone else’s brain. Wouldn’t it then be awesome to teleport right into someone’s brain who has 50-yard-line tickets for the Super Bowl? Just to feel the excitement?
2. I had an epiphany tonight while looking for nursing school scholarships: I want to be a neonatal nurse. I think I would be excellent at it, even if it does dash my dreams of finding my own Denny Duquette.
3. I went trick-or-treating with my ex-husband, his new fiancee, and four of the five kids between us all tonight. It was actually a lot of fun!
4. I am bound and determined to finish hanging my artwork this week. I’m tired of my apartment being unkempt and unfinished.
5. This teenage acne on my chin has got to stop. I think I got it from reading Tina Fey’s book, Bossypants, because she complains about her own bouts with it.
6. Thursday night is my only free night this week…the rest are booked with social events. I sound a lot more hip than I really am–in actuality I’m just lonely as fuck.
7. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…why won’t the people at Hershey’s get their heads out of their asses and make a dark chocolate Almond Joy? We could call it Almond Bliss or Nutty Nirvana…just get it done already.

I love you all, some more than others.

1. Having my kids with me gives me a peace of mind that I have longed for since I took my exclamation point. Their energy dissipates my own, and I feel almost normal.
2. My ex-husband bought me an ice cream cake for my birthday (with the kids’ help) because he remembered I like the crunchies. We are on a path to being better friends than we ever were spouses.
3. Reese’s Pieces…on a caramel apple…with Granny Smith as a base…bought in Vegas last year and still lusted after by me and Jolie.
4. If zombies came to eat my brain, their tongues would rot off into a fiery bolus based on all the chemicals I’ve got mixing around in there–some natural and others not-so-much. Some days I can literally feel the synapses firing and can describe it in exquisite detail–I smell a poem.
5. Being uninspired is a distressing feeling for a writer. Let’s hope this nursing thing works out.
6. I turned 34, lied and told someone I was 27, got 27 jello shots, did half, and rocked my ass off on Saturday night. D! FTW.
7. I would really like to give someone a small piece of my heart—I miss doing simple acts of affection for someone I love. I have yet to figure out how to channel that energy elsewhere–it just sits in its pot simmering, begging to be served. I’m limping today.

I love you all, some more than others.

1. The next time I write my Seven Sentences, I’ll be 34…an unsavory number that I hope belies its optimistic truth.
2. I felt less alone eating by myself at BW3’s tonight than I have in a long time. I might be getting the hang of this single woman on the loose thing again after an unfortunate 6 month hiatus.
3. The kids are gone for the week and the thought of cleaning the apartment from floor to ceiling, carpet to linoleum has me ecstatic. It’s a shame I gave my pearls to my sister–I could’ve had a true Donna Reed moment, albeit a shit-kicking, single lady rocking out to tunes on the radio while vacuuming one.
4. I have for my entire life thought Van Halen’s “Panama” was Def Leppard’s “Animal” simply based on the chorus. I just this very moment realized how very wrong I was–only because it’s on the radio and a few weeks ago I insisted to a lead singer of an 80’s cover band that he had indeed played “Animal” because I heard it. Never argue with a rocker in a hair-band wig.
5. With going back to school becoming a very real possibility, I’m already getting excited about signing up for classes and meeting new professors. I need a lifetime scholarship for all the classes I’d love to take.
6. Ez has officially claimed the potty mouth of the family title: Today during a tantrum at the mall she called me both an idiot AND a moron. I honestly have no idea where she got those words from.
7. The Doomsday prediction of May 21 was moved to October 21st, the day before my birthday, so maybe my fear of 34 will be completely moot. I guess I should eat cake on Friday just to be sure.

1. Saying goodbye to your sister who is moving 2100 miles away is easy…if you pretend it’s not really happening.
2. My niece’s wave goodbye also substitutes for a high-five or a chipper hello; it’s adorable no matter the intended meaning.
3. As I say adios to the old house for good, my living room is once again filled with crap that I don’t want to sort. I need to throw a party for motivation.
4. Is it sad that I’m already thinking about New Year’s Eve since I don’t have the kids? I don’t want to say au revoir to 2011 alone.
5. As I bid adieu to one of my medicines, albeit over the course of a few months, it has the unintended effect of opening up little packages of memories that were boxed and put away for safe-keeping for a later or never date. The later date has arrived and it is weird.
6. I abhor the new facebook…it frustrates the ever-living daylights out of me. And yet I still can’t say goodbye. Http Heroine.
7. Part of me wishes I’d never said farewell to my old blog as, for better or worse, it was a part of me. The other part of me is glad I tore it down never to be uncovered by anyone’s eyes but my own. I am the hypocritical exhibitionist writer.

I love you all, some more than others.