So many people have said things this week that have influenced this week’s post. They are all shouted out within, and you should check them all out.It’s important that before you read any of this, you first go read this over at my boo SBG’s place…Skinny Bits: The Single EditionDon’t worry; I’ll be here with … Continue reading Facts and Examples
(day 29 of 30 in 30)I have a difficult relationship with being “fixed.”It goes without saying, I believe, that I could certainly use some fixing. And lord knows I could use some guidance or support while fixing. But I have never been particularly fond of the idea of letting someone else “fix me.”Saviors usually get … Continue reading Fix You
(day 27 of #30 in 30)We’re standing on the curb waiting for the valet to pull my car around. He’s behind me, his arms laced loosely around my neck and shoulders, his chin resting on top of my curls, his entire front pressed against my entire back. We don’t find ourselves particularly in need of … Continue reading Talk that Talk
(day 13 of 30 in 30)A few years ago, seated at the breakfast bar in a far flung aunt’s kitchen in St. Louis, my grandmother said the thing I have been avoiding admitting to myself for quite some time. We had stumbled onto the subject of my daddy, both of us lamenting the fact that … Continue reading Cycles
I have nothing to write about. At all. Well, that’s a lie. I have plenty I could say, but nothing I am particularly interested in sharing.Usually when this happens to me, it means that I am too overwhelmed with my offline life to discuss it in any semblance of an intelligent, witty or thoughtful way … Continue reading Without any Assistance or Guidance From Me
Remember how I turned 28 a couple months ago?Well, apparently you would be the only one.In the last few weeks, I have, loudly, confidently and quite wrongly, referred to myself as 27. In a couple different instances. In a few different ways and under a handful of different circumstances. But in all cases, the threading … Continue reading Early Onset Age Alzheimer’s or Also: Shouldn’t this Part be Over?
My dearest La,You are running. Plain and simple. There are no fancy words for it or kinder ways to put it. You will regret it, because in a few years when you have your heart broken by a man you love more than air, everything you thought you left behind will be right in front … Continue reading Letter to my 18 Year Old Self
I am not much for holidays. Perhaps I lack that sentimental gene, or maybe I just don’t understand waiting for some arbitrary day to celebrate. But either way, I only look forward to the holidays that mean I will get to miss work. I am fond of New Year’s Eve, but only for the drunken … Continue reading Party of One
“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.