My favorite skinny jeans have a tiny hidden pocket. What’s inside it? A small lip gloss, and a neatly folded twenty. An emergency stash. I feel better knowing that it’s there. My other jeans? Generally, there are two or three dollars in a back pocket, along with metro tickets – just in case. And I […]
The Grass is Always Greener?
Do you covet what the “other guy” has? Is the grass always greener? Literally? I ran across this article in the New York Times, which elicited a chuckle at first, then interest, and finally, a flicker of concern. A chuckle because lawns in Phoenix, Arizona are being sprinkled with green paint rather than water. Interest, […]
Isn’t it the month for a Mad Girl’s Love Song?
A little something different for a Spring weekend, whatever the weather? Sylvia Plath’s Mad Girl’s Love Song is one of my favorite poems from my teenage years. Recently, something reminded me of the words, “I think I made you up inside my head,” and I found myself searching out this classic example of the villanelle […]
Stranger Than Fiction
You know what they say. Truth is stranger than fiction. Reading about the devil ball at the Master’s tournament, I certainly thought so. (New sort of lap dance? I suppose the condom dress qualifies as well.) As I reflect on a few recent events (none I care to share at the moment), I flash. A […]
Anger or Impotence
While visions of Reality TV and sexual athletics may be dancing through my head in the early a.m. – as I am extricating myself from dreams – within a few minutes of brewing my coffee and scanning a few headlines, other thoughts quickly take precedence. In keeping with yesterday’s theme – the “human” side of […]
Thanking My Lucky You-Know-Whats
Riding around searching for a connection. Nope. Not of the “let’s hook up” variety, thanks very much. Of the Internet variety. But no. You’ve never done that before, right? Driven or strolled slowly down your street, hoping to hop on someone’s working line – if there is one? Big storms mean big interruptions. And after […]
Is it PROM yet?
Oh, for the eccentricities and entertainment of just the right request to go to Prom! (Yes, it really is that time of year. Again.) Last year, I seem to recall my younger son being encouraged (make that coerced) into repeated prom-asking-behaviors that personally, I found to be a bit much. There was a considerable Butterfly […]
Weepy
Good things are happening. Some I’ve written about, and others, I haven’t. I’m trying to process them, to manage them, to make adjustments. Some days I think I’m doing okay. Other days, not so much. Most of the time I have the sensation of treading water, sliding beneath the surface, gasping for air, then forcing […]
Realizations
It’s really happening. It’s really happening. I say it over and over. In my head. In disbelief. And I say this, as I have lived it: Opportunity comes to those who work. I’m tired. I’m distracted. The chair is large and my feet are dangling which is annoying. I want to laugh at the same […]
Who Haven’t You Met – Yet?
It was worn and fragile, about two inches long, with a brown cover in soft leather. Inside, its translucent pages bore minuscule print which was nonetheless legible – verse after verse, recounting a tale of missed opportunities and lost love. It was Longfellow’s Evangeline. Somewhere, stored in a box in the back of a drawer, […]