Four years. For almost four years, I have been documenting and scripting my various bouts of crying, whining, and complaining for all to...

Ahh, a girl and her basset hound. I’ve never seen a photograph capture a relationship of mine with such incredible precision and clarity....

This morning, stressed and anxious, and needing a run more than anything else in the world, I went on a hunt for my running shoes. After...

We are shaking things up on Confessions of a Negative (N)ellie, today. How you say? Well, with a game, of course! You dear, beloved,...

I know what you're thinking. "Does this girl ever stop complaining about her problems?" A fact confirmed by my family, the answer is a...

I feel so many of my posts the past couple of months have been really heavy. Heavy with emotion, heavy with meaning, and heavy with...

Sometimes the ruts of life are so hard. With all your might, all your prayers, and all your tears, you continually push the gas pedal to...

I've been thinking a lot about love lately. No, not that kind of love. Seriously, do you people know me at all? Obviously, Grandpa J’s...

In the almost four years of my blogging career, rarely have I felt the need to skip a week. Sure, there were countless times when I just...

I know how I’m supposed to feel. I’m supposed to feel devastated. Lost and unsure, my world off kilter now that your weighted presence is...