Most of the time, I don’t know what I’m doing. And half of that time I’m certain that I’m doing it all wrong. I don’t make dinners from scratch every night. Doing homework makes me irritable. I know my stress levels make me a crabby mom sometimes. I raise my voice more than I should….
Revisiting Truth
My truth: I am a multitude of things both positive and not so. I can be loud and harsh and whiny and petulant and stubborn and immature and petty and vindictive. I don’t always wield my words wisely, I can be extremely lazy and a master procrastinator… But I am not a liar or…
Hypothetically Speaking…
Ladies. Take heed. Hypothetically. So even if you’re feeling comfortably frisky and tipsy on a first date, do NOT under any circumstances, either real or imagined, give your date head in the car afterwards. Yes, you are both adults, and yes, it might be fun and a little risqué, but from that point on whenever…
Confessional: I love First Dates!
I think I’m addicted to “first dates.” Don’t laugh. Like I seriously have a problem. I love going out with someone for the first time. It’s all fresh and new, everyone is on their best behavior, there are rules. I get to be an unknown quantity… You know what I mean. Conversation is easy, you…
Message to self:
Write. Even when you don’t feel like it. Even when you think the words won’t come. They will.
Words of the day
Melancholy. Blah. Wait. Think. Love. Hope. Reflect. Remember. Resolve. Grow. tomorrow awaits…
Day 4. Poem. (February 2014 Writing Challenge)
The Last Kiss I saw your picture today Your eyes Your smile Your lips And realize that You’re the last person I kissed The last person I kissed The last The last person I kissed With passion And purpose And love The last person I kissed That made my heart skip a beat And my…
Moments in Love (Open Letter)
(this began as a free write to sort of my feelings after a particularly cathartic moment for me. it snowballed into an open letter that I just emailed before I totally lost my nerve. now I’m all in my feelings.) This is what I know. I want a love of my own. Singular. Someone who…
I love to watch a man getting dressed. It’s such an everyday intimate occurrence.
I am Mary Jane: Being Mary Jane and the Science of Serial Disappointment
Soooo… I’ve never seen Being Mary Jane. At all. Until tonight. I am in tears. My eyes started welling up at the end of the very first episode. I’m so sick of men… Seriously. I have had the craziest week. I have so many stories I can’t even begin the process of the act of…
The Tenacious Virgo 