Mermaids are sirens of the sea. Beautiful creatures that some want to posses and others want to be. 40 years ago when Starbucks became a company they had a logo oh so very different than the one they have today. It was a mermaid with tits, midriff and tail. You know. The mermaid trinity. Over … Continue reading birds do it, bees do it, but mermaids apparently don’t…
Category: babble
44 emails later…
Okay facebook. I get that you want to keep me informed. I get that you want me to know what's going on and that when my likeness is tagged, like in a photo of me, you think I should know about it. And thank you. That's considerate of you and I do love me some … Continue reading 44 emails later…
10 ways to tell the nyquil kicked in…
1. When filling the water bottle you forget to remove the lid. 2. Your iPhone, which never leaves your side, is left unceremoniously by the kitchen sink. 3. You're pretty certain the cats just want to snuggle you because you don't feel well. 4. Milk? It goes in the cabinet. 5. Getting undressed for bed, … Continue reading 10 ways to tell the nyquil kicked in…
silenced…
There are times that I’m surrounded by so many goings on. People here and there. Talking. Watching. Thinking out loud and rather than make small talk and join in conversations that are outside my interest I tend to find a way to make quiet. To muffle the sounds or buffer the interaction that, at the … Continue reading silenced…
the art of the sugar cookie…
I remember sugar cookies with great fondness. Whenever we made them as a kid, which I don't recall doing often, I took great joy in the cutting and decorating of them. Frosting, sprinkles, candies. Fun. But the eating of the sugar cookies I never reveled in. I never enjoyed. I never even liked a little. … Continue reading the art of the sugar cookie…
the season
It isn’t the rain that signals a change of seasons here. The semi-constant rain cleanses and renews but it doesn’t mark change. Nor does the blinding sun, which seems to come more in the dead of winter. It seems determined to blind us more than to hold back the chill in the air. The seasons … Continue reading the season
tempting? not so much.
And the best spam email subject line of the day? "big penis is very cool" Really? Is that what you think? It's the best email you could come up with to try to bait me to your website? That statement? Sigh. Hire better writers.
forgive and…
I don't particularly love my grandmother. My late grandmother. When she died it was exceptionally difficult. There is a perception that you should mourn when someone dies. And I did. I mourned the relationship she and I had. I mourned the relationship she and I never had. She was mentally ill for the last part … Continue reading forgive and…
something to love…
There has always been something comforting about... The feeling of my fingers slipping over the angled top of my ear as I push my hair behind it. Watching ripples in the bath from the water dripping off my fingertips. Seeing the sparkle of a loved ones eye in an old photo and being able to … Continue reading something to love…
hate…
Sometimes I'm just too mad to write. Anger is one of the few emotions that it is truly difficult for me to write through and until recently I've never really been able to figure out why. I've realized it isn't the anger that holds my tongue. It isn't the rage that stills my words and … Continue reading hate…
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