Everything is my obsession
Periodically I go through spaces of time where I am completely obsessed with one idea or another. For example, of late I’ve been obsessed with our upcoming move. As I mentioned a few times previously here and here and here, we are in the process of buying a house. I say in the process because [...]
I love my period.
Who doesn’t? Excuse me while I dance in my white spandex.
I so planned this.
You’re staring at me. Yeah– I noticed you through my peripheral vision as I was putting on my make-up at the stoplight. You’re doing that mouth-open, head-shake-stare-thing. It’s cool—I get that a lot. I totally understand. It’s like you’re saying, “Your face looks daaaaaamn fine.” That, or uhm… you want to punch me in the [...]
I wouldn’t bank on it
There are very few activities that provide the rush– or the anguish– of skydiving. Or bungee jumping. Or being pushed down a flight of stairs. Which is to say: I am not a fan of checking my bank account– an activity that I approach with the same kind of trepidation and/or dread of other major, [...]
Being right feels so wrong
ME: What are you wearing? SON: Pants. ME: I see that they are pants. SON: So why did you ask? ME: I asked because of the holes. SON: What holes? (looking down, examining the massive holes at his knees) Oh. ME: That’s out of dress code. They’re going to send you home. SON: No they [...]
