Big Little Wolf's Daily Plate of Crazy

Recurring dreams? Recurring nightmares?
If our dreams allow us a smile when we wake, then they are good. If our dreams process a problem and offer options for its solution, then they are good. If our dreams provide escape, diversion, possibility and we can carry that positive energy forward into our working days, then they are [...]

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So my kid is up at 4:00 am, Friday morning. Yes, this morning. In the kitchen. Which of course wakes me up, after four blissful hours which possibly could have extended into five. I’m a light sleeper no matter what, and these days, that’s an understatement.
So I pad out to the kitchen (10 steps [...]

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Ah Chéri,
From our window there is all we require: slate rooftops against inky blues at twilight, gulls that caw and dive at dawn, the belly of the alley below as it swells and recedes. I tell myself this sea is a trick of light, sun and shadow on a shuddering of gray, visible waves of [...]

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Makeup monstrosities? Oh yeah. I’m talking collagen and cosmetics. Lipstick overdose. Botox buried in blush. Excess is the word du jour.
Tartini excess at the beauty bar?
Nothing makes a woman look older than too much makeup. But we all know it, right?
Nothing makes a Real Housewife of Orange County look trashier and older than too [...]

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“I want to get married,” he says.
The words are fired off into the air and seem to settle there, stark and defiant, as though some invisible structure of wires and pulleys holds the phrase in place so I cannot turn away. Then each letter tumbles down through the air, disintegrating.
These are special effects. Perhaps I [...]

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Dear 2010, and the nine years that follow:
I am bracing myself. I step over the threshold to meet you with awareness of my own fragility, shadows hovering, and a crystal ball that seems to be on the fritz. My machinery is in disrepair and I am past due for a talented handy man. I am [...]

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La foi, le rêve, et tout le reste
J’ai rêvé, j’ai rêvé de la foi, de la foi au-delà du dogme, de la foi dans le sens de l’espoir qui s’installe au fond de chaque individu ; de la foi dans le sens où toute religion n’insiste pas sur un seul chemin ; de la foi [...]

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There is a dab of Chanel between my breasts.
Yes. Come closer.
I have poured myself a drink and spread myself out, on top of the bed covers, propped against red pillows in all this turbulence. Sleeplessness tangles sheets and twists blankets. As for the rest of the room, it is chaotic and I have only [...]

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My mother was beautiful, stunning really – 1940s movie star stunning. Black curly hair, pearly teeth decades before bleaching and veneers, wide-set hazel eyes, lush, arching brows that gave her face softness. Her nose was fine, and her full lips were always painted deep red. She wore no other make-up. Only lipstick. She smiled easily, [...]

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But honestly, do you really want to know these ten things?
Tish, Tish, Tish
Apparently there are sparkly strings attached to the very lovely and luscious literary award bestowed upon me by a Femme d’un certain Age…  

Part and parcel of receiving the Sugar Doll distinction is the requirement to reveal 10 things you don’t know about [...]

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