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…

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…