I (We) Will Never Forget

It’s been four years since I saw you last.  You were just moved into your new room in hospice and I was grateful for the fact that I was able to see your face in person. Covid demanded that families be separated when a loved one was in the hospital, and Mom was the only person that could ever be chosen to visit you when the edict was “one visitor per day only.” But it was decided that you were not getting better after a month long captivity in the sterile environment and papers were signed to move you to…

Of Course (Dirty Deed)

Finally got off my ass  To do a job That I would rather let slide. It was needed More than I thought possible Because I was tired  Of feeling so dirty– In all ways. I drove to the place That could make me clean, Frustrated with those That had the same idea. I battled the machine That didn’t want my money And a line formed behind me… Making my Nervousness flair And cause me to be Even more awkward and Spastic–something I could live Without my son being Witness to. I snapped at the helper And inched through the gate…

Add a Little Dash of Panic

The race had been going well so far. I mean, I wasn’t going to win a medal for anything besides participation, but the fact that I had stuck out the entire course was truly enough to warrant such an ubiquitous prize. It was the first year that most of the family decided to attempt the Warrior Dash and it was very exciting to know that I could have such a good showing in front of some of my favorite people. Sweat was dripping down my face and my shorts were rubbing between my thighs, creating twin burning rashes, but I…

A Place Called Vertigo

Hello, hello (hola!) It was our third time to see U2 in concert and it was going so beautifully. The crowd was pumped and Bono was sharing his glorious voice and it was entirely too fantastic. Until it wasn’t. We were extremely grateful for even being in the arena that night but we were nowhere near where we would have loved to have been seated. A problem that could have been rectified fairly easily if we were willing to put our household into extreme debt, but we were neither so spontaneous or dismissive of our station in life to cough…

Rainbow Fish

It had been one of the best vacations I ever had until that point. Spending a beautiful week in Kauai was an experience I never knew I needed, and I was living high off of a beautiful private beachfront wedding and an obnoxious amount of Lava Flows. The necessary formalities associated with such an event were finally over and the hubby and I were able to let loose a little and participate in the activities we had listed out months before we arrived. My preferred way of enjoying paradise was sitting on a beach chair and stretching before the sun…

I Knew He Loved Me

He was the nicest boy I had ever met. He was handsome and smart, but most important of all, he would talk to me. We met in middle school and I was pretty much smitten from the very start. I can’t remember the exact day we came into first contact, but I do remember practically floating on a cloud whenever he came around me. I would try to sit by him in class, in the cafeteria, in the gymnasium, in the…you get the picture. Unfortunately, I was mired in my own insecurity issues and feelings of inadequacy (thank you tween…

Autumn, How Do I Hate Thee?

I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out how to handle such a delicate topic as the changing of seasons from summer to autumn. I find myself surrounded by people championing the beauty, the crispness, the, how shall I put this, the pumpkin-ness of everything. Make no mistake, it’s not easy to come clean about something that it seems everyone in the world is in love with. In fact, it’s extremely daunting. But I have words in my heart and a blog just waiting to be used. So I will. Autumn, why do I hate thee? Because you’re stealing the time…

And People Still Let Me near Their Kids: Part One

I am in an intense love/hate relationship with a turtle. Yes, you heard me correctly—a freaking turtle! Did I invite such a creature into my home to become a part of my family? I did not.  Did I walk into a pet store and happen upon a cute little critter swimming happily in his tank and fall instantly in love? No, although that would be an interesting start to a story.  I just happened to be in the right (wrong?) frame of mind when a friend came in and asked if the library would be interested in taking a turtle…

If I Have to Look at that Sign for One More Day…

It’s that wonderful time of the year again where the air is getting crisper, leaves are delicately falling from sleepy trees and we are all forced to drive by forgotten political signs that will probably stay in the same place for the next six months. Where they will live as mud is splashed onto their colorful lettering; where they will huddle as snow collects upon them and slowly turns cardboard to mush; where they will sit idly by as various animals stop to take a piss upon them. Yes, it is a beautiful thing, to see democracy in action; to see people caring…

Sometimes Learning Myself Kind of Sucked

My parents loved to go on vacation without me.  Okay, I don’t know if love is the right word, but I don’t think they particularly missed me very much.   Back when there was still a gaggle of us rapscallions around, the road trip was THE thing to do during summer vacations.  The time honored tradition of shoving everything we owned into a small vehicle that we would then spend hours upon hours in was important in our household (and it was a good way to shut us up about being bored and tired of playing outside all the time). I…

Mini Musings: What if I Don’t Wanna?

Can I whine? Just a little? Because… I don’t wanna write. I don’t wanna think. I don’t wanna type. I don’t wanna connect. I don’t wanna share. I don’t wanna be funny. I don’t wanna create. I don’t wanna blog. I don’t wanna contribute. I don’t wanna bond. I don’t wanna describe. I don’t wanna elicit. I don’t wanna entertain. I don’t wanna remember. I don’t wanna do it! I wanna sit. I wanna sleep. I wanna read. I wanna play games. I wanna eat out. I wanna hug. I wanna hot shower. I wanna vacation. I wanna see new things….

It’s the Little (and Colorful) Things…

When I first saw the large basket in the middle of the store I felt my jaw drop open and crash to the floor. I stopped so abruptly that if someone had been behind me they would have shoved me straight into one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. And as much as I would like to say that it would have been a completely amazing and splendid occurrence to happen, it actually would have completely broken my heart (not to mention the amazing items that were lovingly displayed in the basket) if something like that had…

Fly the Friendly Skies (Maybe)

It wasn’t like it hadn’t ever happened before. As a matter of fact, it was the third flight I booked, in a row, that was delayed because of a mechanical issue with the plane. When the announcement came through the speaker (awfully soft and tinny for a device right above my head) I could only think that I was living in a farce. A damned inconvenient farce of a situation that I should have absolutely known was going to happen to me. Again. And Again. (And for, of course, the third time in five months.) It’s just the way that…

FanFic or FanF*cked?

Well, I’m still living in the delulu of Bridgerton Season 3 and it has well and truly taken over my entire life at this point. It has become my comfort blanket, jammies, and homemade soup all at once. Not only have I dedicated all of my free time to re-watching my beloved Penelope and Colin Bridgerton, I have sacrificed my free time to the altars of Reddit and AO3 (fanfic website). If I’m not trying to find some new way to insert fantastic quips and revelations to the PolinBridgerton subreddit, I am reading every type of fan fiction known to…

I Said, “Shake, Rattle, and Roll!”

As I sat on the blistering hot bench, at the peak of the sun’s power, I watched a man come undone. Most other visits I made to the amusement park included my own consumption of thrilling, heart-pounding entertainment, but at that particular moment I was content to just sit and breathe in the world around me. It wasn’t a place that I frequented often and I was always overcome in one way or another by the feelings that would surround me–the happiness, the frustrations, the resignation, the excitement, the…everything. When I decided to sit down on that particular day at…