School is out here in Maryland (finally) and consequently I've been able to do errands like grocery shopping and running to the post office during regular business hours. It's been glorious. And I know when late August rolls around I will whine and complain that now I don't have time for work because I just … Continue reading Unconditional ice cream
I am a scaredy cat. I may not look like it on the outside, but my mantra basically my whole life has been, "Fake it until you make it." Through school. Through college. Through job after job. I reach higher ground and I'm still telling myself to fake it until I make it. Except I … Continue reading Scaredy cat
Maybe if I write about writer's block, it'll go away. You know, just like those bullies that called me "four eyes" and "nerd" and "goody two shoes" at school. In a way, writer's block bullies me too. There are many times throughout the day whether I'm in the car, in the shower, on a run, … Continue reading Writer’s block is a bully.
I'm sitting on my porch typing with a bum elbow. It's been hurting more today because I've been busy. In the kitchen. Like a good little wifey. Like the wife/mom combo I thought I would be. I came out here with a glass of cab and a head full of thoughts, hoping to get something, … Continue reading Three years later