Every few years we moved.That sentence, that simple statement, was the cold hard truth of my childhood.I was born in Fresno, California. Around the time I was 2 we moved to Baytown, Texas. When I was 5? Back to Fresno.I must have been 7 or 8 when we moved to Bakersfield, and by the time … Continue reading traveling child…
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gothic reruns…
I may have mentioned in the past my love affair with hulu...My latest hulu hangup?I like to take my laptop in the kitchen and watch it while I clean.I like to take it in the kitchen and watch it while I cook.I like to take it in the dining room and watch it while I … Continue reading gothic reruns…
in the quiet…
The night closed in on me. There was no escape. No amount of hard work or mindless entertainment could pull my thoughts from the one place they wanted to dwell:I miss himI thought it over and over.I may have even said it out loud. to myself. repeatedly.I miss himYou see it never occurred to me … Continue reading in the quiet…
award winning post
This ladies and gentlemen is an award winning post... do you know how you can tell?Silly, it's right up there at the top. The title says it all...What award have I won? Oh me oh my, I meant to say what "awards" have I won?Jo has bestowed upon me this "Gratitude with Attitude" award... whatever... … Continue reading award winning post
strange love episode 009: the girl in belgium
Lilacspecs and I recorded a little podcast the other night... It was great to have her radio in from Belgium on the shortwave.Well... we weren't really on the shortwave but Belgium is pretty far away and it seems that Skype was feeling the weight of all those miles so the playback isn't as crisp and … Continue reading strange love episode 009: the girl in belgium
if only I’d known…
In all honesty I've been avoiding tags like the plague.I have... if you've tagged me I haven't noticed. I've built up these special blinders that serve one purpose and one purpose only... to keep my from having to do things that other people want me to do...They're generally pretty effective except that the other day … Continue reading if only I’d known…
the feminist mystique
Growing up I was never told I couldn't do something because I was a girl.There were no sex based double standards that I could detect in my home. My brother wasn't allowed to date at the age of 13 and lauded for sexual prowess and neither was I.My father worked hard to make ends meet … Continue reading the feminist mystique
strange love episode 007: my martin
In this seventh installment of Strange Love we find ourselves sitting in a dark room with Martin (a drunk Englishman wearing a pirate shirt).Well drunk... may be a little bit of an overstatement...and Englishman may be a bit of an exaggeration since he's also spent his fair share of time in the states...and pirate shirt … Continue reading strange love episode 007: my martin
in a handbasket…
On Thursday while all of you were busy doing whatever it is you do I was standing on a chair pulling down the makeshift branches of the weeping willow my mother and I made for K's birthday party when I saw a familiar car pull up. I stepped down from the chair to peer out … Continue reading in a handbasket…
when there’s nothing else
Faith.In my life I have been accused more times than I care to count of not having any.I try not to take it personally. I try not to cringe at the thought of a person's mind being so narrowed that they believe that I lack all faith simply because I don't share theirs.Faith is sometimes … Continue reading when there’s nothing else
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