Elizabeth Taylor once said “It is strange that the years teach us patience; that the shorter our time, the greater our capacity for waiting.”. At some other point Andy Warhol also talked, and when he did he said “The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting.”. Then I showed up and was all “I’m… Continue reading Some time on a day or maybe night, between 8 am & Apocalypse
I wipe the kid’s nose on the bottom of my shirt while simultaneously swiping my sweating forehead with the collar. I scratch my tangled ponytail only to find a leaf lodged scalp-deep. I laugh when a little girl runs by, stopping to point out the rainbow of chalk handprints smacked across my stretchy pants. The wind blows,… Continue reading Fashion Forward… Backwards, Inside-Out & Hogtied
Someone surprised me with a copy of some life improvement literature not too long ago. I remember the specific disappointment felt when I reached out a hand for said surprise and got 300 pages on why I suck at parenting and need to live exactly as I am not living. I learned that day that not only does “surprise”… Continue reading The Really Wise Kind of Wisdoms: Web Edition
Did you watch the season premier of Sister Wives? No? Oh, good. Two things I like about you are your superior taste in television and righteous moral code preventing you from enjoying the carnage left in the wake of another reality TV train wreck. Remind me to be more like you after this season of… Continue reading Polygamy Is For Lovers (Lots & Lots of Lovers)
Millions of red-faced, newly-boobed tweens beg mom to drive them to the ampitheater. Squished in the backseat, they freshen the pink marker on glittery posters, try to steady their racing hearts, suck remnants of after-school snacks from wiry braces, and dab an extra glob of Sassy Strawberrylicious lip gloss across their child mouths for good… Continue reading Super fan. Super fan. She’s super freaky.