About

I am Jesse Blayne*.

In no particular order, I write about …

  • parenting
  • narcissism
  • cooking
  • stocking a tool chest (metaphorically speaking)
  • getting through the day with grace and a modicum of sanity
  • friendship and family
  • finding humor in ordinariness
  • my passion for coffee and Frito’s

I have two fantastic kids and an incredibly patient cat.

I live in the same town that I grew up in.

I love a good story.

I can never find anything good to watch on TV.

I often think that what I fix for dinner is better than anything I could get at a restaurant.  That either means I’m a good cook, or I live in a town that can’t brag about having any fine restaurants.

I am not a foodie.

I look at things through my camera.

Sometimes I take a decent picture.  Usually my daughter takes better pictures.

I am not a skateboarder, but I know a lot of skater dude lingo.  (I don’t think skater dudes use the word, “lingo”.)

I still ski every week in the winter, but I’m not the one that ends up waiting for the rest of the group.  (For the uninitiated, that means I stop a lot to take in the view.  Okay, what that really means is that I’m not a fast skier.)

I’d like to call myself a golfer, but occasionally I walk around hitting a little white ball with a long stick, swatting mosquitoes and saying bad words.

I misspell ‘occasionally’ every single time.

I love anything I can do with my hands, but I won’t do your windows because I don’t do mine.

If I had to describe myself as a cocktail, I’d say, “VO and water.”

Contrary to my bio on Twitter, I’ve never made a killer cocktail with lemonade and vodka.  I don’t know where I got that.  I’m not even sure that lemonade goes with vodka.

I seldom make my bed, and I don’t insist that my kids make theirs.

I discovered Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD) six weeks after I left my husband.

I always like to see what bloggers look like, so I posted my picture here, thinking you might want to see what I look like, too.  The picture is fuzzy on purpose.  I don’t want you to really see what I look like because I write with a pseudonym*.

(Don’t you love a good mystery?)

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I do like a good story.

Writing this blog has been the most cathartic experience of my life.

That’s a hint for you to write your own story.

Write it in a journal.

Write it on scratch paper that you’ll later light a fire with.

Write it in a bathroom stall in a tavern.  (Don’t include your phone number.)

Just write it.

In the meantime, write to me.

I never get tired of talking/writing/thinking about narcissism, kids, relationships, or life.

Revision 8/19/11

Sometimes I need a break from discussing narcissism.  It can get depressing after awhile.

In the meantime, I wrote a book about how I got into a relationship with a narcissist, and how I got out to move on and make a much happier life for my kids and myself.