I Turned Fifty and This is What Happened

Apparently, I turned fifty sometime over the last few days. Years. Old. God, what did you think I meant? You know what else turned 50 this year? The 25th amendment. Just an observation. Anyway. I celebrated by riding in the middle seat of a rented Ford Explorer for eight hours with two Labradors in the... Continue Reading →

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Why Can’t We Be Friends?

There is a very nice lady in my Monday morning Barre class. She seems to have taken a liking to me, as she introduced herself two weeks ago as I hung up my mat. "I'm Joyce," she said, and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you!" I said, and aggressively pressed the bottle of mat-cleaner spray into it. Undeterred, last... Continue Reading →

MILF on Fire

I'm typing this one handed. Because I have my left hand twisted behind my back, jammed up under my bra strap clawing at the imaginary spiders. Get your mind to curb level. My neighbors are trying to sell their house. I know because when I drove by they were showing it. Well. Also there is... Continue Reading →

Never Mind. I Got This.

(From last year. I just ate McDonald's pancakes in bed, the cat isn't any more receptive to photoshoots and that other problem, well...) It's my cat's birthday, or close to it, gauging from her approximate age when I brought her home. It is also Mother's Day weekend, and I can't think of a better metaphor... Continue Reading →

Never Mind. I Got This.

It's my cat's birthday, or close to it, gauging from her approximate age when I brought her home. It is also Mother's Day weekend, and I can't think of a better metaphor for motherhood than the time I had too much wine and adopted a kitten. Drunk Me is very susceptible to kittens. She is, in fact,... Continue Reading →

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