Montego Bay, JamaicaWednesday February 15, 20123:58PMAs soon as I step off the plane, I am greeted with a welcome wall of heat. Walking through the quiet Montego Bay airport, I am mentally cataloguing all the similarities and differences between what I am accustom to and what I am experiencing. Everyone that deplaned with me meanders … Continue reading Walls
“I want it all. Everything. All of you. I will not accept anything less.”The Great Houdini had a way of saying things that made me understand that, despite his jovial nature, he was not kidding. And right then, in that hotel room in New Orleans, he was very serious. His voice was quiet, as we … Continue reading All
I laugh too loud. I curse more than a sailor. I can drink you under the table. And I will. I won’t always be comfortable talking about how I feel, but I will always cook for you and remember that random thing you said you wanted 9 months ago and get it for your birthday. … Continue reading That is All.
My mom adores me. I am her only child, and I am pretty awesome. None of this is up for debate.But she never misses an opportunity to bowl me directly under a bus if she can help it.Such an opportunity arose on Christmas Eve, when we travelled home for the holidays.I touched down in Atlanta, … Continue reading The One Where my Mama Throws me Under the Bus my Ex is Driving