Yip, that was me: Married to my soul mate, educated, skyrocketing career, copious friends, 2.25 children and a picket fence. My friends often called me “that girl,” as in “she’s that girl you love to hate or hate to love. The girl who has it all.”

I really did have it all. Until my marriage ended with a brick–a literal brick. You can’t make this sh*t up, right? (The crazy backstory is on my blog, www.mikaleebyerman.wordpress.com, if you’re curious.)

But in my 2.0 version, I’m redefining my “that-girl” image after my blindsiding divorce. I still have the world’s crazy-coolest children and a successful writing career. But now, I embrace the oddities the universe is throwing my way–and I’m writing a book about ’em. From overdramatic dead squirrels to a New Year’s Eve spent fixing broken penises (peni?) to my ex’s new wife starting a blog to mock my blog: It’s been a roller coaster ride, but I’m in the front row, arms up and only screaming occasionally. 😉

Thank you for allowing us to embrace our “formerly” and our “finally.” Here’s to our versions 2.0, 3.0, 4.0, etc. Can’t wait to read your book!