Five Years

Sunday, July 31st, 2011

Five years. Last week, though (like the bad little blogger I’ve been lately) I only just realized, marked five years for me as a blogger. Reflecting on that time, both upon blogging and the content on which I write, I’ve experienced quite a bit of Life over those years… I fell in love. And out [...]

Will Mule For Girl Scout Cookies

Monday, March 28th, 2011

Last week, my dear sweet mother manipulated me. She began her behest innocuously enough with a whisper into the phone: “Shhhh…don’t tell your father,” she said as I heard her hastily scamper into another room in the background and shut the door. “I have money I want you to take to your brothers when you [...]

Biological Clock or Ticking Time Bomb?

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

As my regular readers can attest, I. Am. Not. A. Baby. Person. But, wouldn’t you know, on a visit to Mara after The Baby was born, he actually didn’t scream bloody murder when I held him! In fact, he fell asleep.  Bizarre child. Can you imagine? Which is when my friend’s husband asked if I [...]

Overtures

Tuesday, April 20th, 2010

Something is happening with my dad. Overtures have been made. A phone call here or there. An email. A text. A question that asks “Are you happy? I hope that you’re happy.” An invite for lunch when he’s in town for a business meeting. He’s trying, but it’s all very peculiar. My heart isn’t necessarily [...]

Late Twenties Rebellion

Monday, April 12th, 2010

I never rebelled growing up. I’ve always been a reliable, “good” daughter. And yet, the verbal maneuvering and emotional posturing of my mother is resulting in a late twenties rebellion. Our phone conversation last night began innocuously enough. How’s work, what did you do this weekend, how was the movie, let’s plan Mother’s Day, and [...]

Choosing the Walk of Shame

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

For the foreseeable future, I will continue to live in the same apartment. I will continue to live alone. Financially, it makes sense (the rent will have gone up only $35 in six years), but I wonder if there isn’t something more to it than that. Although I’ve lived in this particular apartment for five [...]

Change of Lat[t]itude

Friday, March 26th, 2010

I broke away from the tourist trap photo line to the entrance fee counter and customs, then whisked over to baggage claim where my suitcase was the third onto the conveyer belt, and finally plowed through the flurry of men grabbing at my paperwork and bag in an attempt to gain a tip or a [...]