The Diary Of An Insane Bat Mom

 I don't have an ex-husband, I have a Jay! We always promised each other that if something were to happen and we were to go our separate ways, we would remain friends and co-parent our baby bat together.  I must admit, things were rough at the beginning for the both of us when we first got divorced but once we adapted to our separate lives, Jay surprised me by being a really great friend.  In fact, he is now my best friend.  When Philip (our son, baby bat) was sick earlier this week with a stomach bug and laryngitis, once Jay recovered from the flu, he came over and helped out. I needed groceries, and they magically appeared in my fridge! Supper was made several times and I even got coffee made and brought to me! I got to recuperate after work while he did a lot of housecleaning. In fact, if it weren't for his help, I wouldn't have been able to go to work at all this week! When I got my heart broken last summer , he came over and held me while I cried. He gave me advice. He

I posted the other day about feeling like I was hit in the face with a pie. As a side, I am being nerdy here, check out my title, hehe! If you get it, comment!  Anyways, I was angry and I posted a big eff you to the Universe or God or whatever because I just had enough with this bad luck streak.  I vented to a really good friend of mine and she mentioned something about Mercury being in retrograde. Apparently, it will be ending soon and I am glad for the dust to settle so to speak. I am starting to see some truth behind her words about the whole retrograde thing: You know when you get angry and when you are done raging, you have this moment of serene calm, then the depression hits because you realized that deep down, you weren't really angry but really frigging sad? I had an epiphany where I realized that a lot of my anger towards things was really my inability to fully grasp a concept. I am actually pretty annoyed at myself.  Seriously, the pies just keep on coming! I realized I w

If you watched the TV series, "Invader Zim" by Jhonen Vasquez, you would know that the character, Zim laughs maniacally whenever shit hits the fan or he is up to no good.  I feel like Zim right now. It feels like the world around me is one colossal dumpster fire and I am up in my spaceship or little house with garden gnomes, sitting at my desktop, just laughing maniacally.  For context, here is a humourous gif of Zim's maniacal laugh. If you can hear images, this would be the one! Have fun, enjoy! I guess it is no surprise to you, dear readers, that I have ultimately and utterly lost my shit. You see, over a year ago, I didn't follow my gut when it came to this certain individual. Turns out, I was lucky and noticed before anything major can happen but I like to think that I had a horseshoe up my butt, two guardian angels at my side, and four leaf clovers shoved up my nose. In simpler terms, I narrowly avoided a nuclear explosion!  I decided then and there to be the go