At Some Point I Turned into Cameron Diaz
(Day 7 of 30 in 30) After lunch with my favoritest and most unattainable boo Saturday, I set off into the sunshine to run some errands. I had hair products to pick up. Maybe get my truck washed....
View ArticleGrown up Clothes
By very nature of the field I work in, as well as thanks to having lost a significant amount of weight recently, I am running into a sincere problem; I don’t have any grown up clothes. Clothes to be...
View ArticleChivalry is Dead Because You Weren't Chivalrous in the First Place
(Day 9 of 30 in 30) You know what thing I hate to see RTed on the Twitter almost more than anything? "Maybe more men would stand up and be men if women would sit down and be ladies." Or whatever that...
View ArticleI Missed a Post for #30in30
(Day 12 of 30 in 30) I totally thought I posted yesterday. Except notsomuch. I have absolutely nothing of any importance to say. So instead, a random assortment of things. This is all I got. 1. I have...
View ArticleCycles
(day 13 of 30 in 30) A few years ago, seated at the breakfast bar in a far flung aunt’s kitchen in St. Louis, my grandmother said the thing I have been avoiding admitting to myself for quite some...
View ArticleSleep Walking
(day 14 of 30 in 30) My day goes like this; I wake up, in general 30 minutes later than I need to, effectively rendering my ability to put on a full face of makeup null and void. “Good Morning” plays,...
View ArticleExcuses
(day 16 of 30 in 30) Sometimes when I write deeply personal things like the last couple posts, it takes a lot out of me. It makes me wonder why, all these years later, I'm still writing. If I share too...
View ArticleThis is a Story About Control
(day 18 of 30 in 30) Today totally got away from me. I woke up after a fitful sleep with a plan for my day. Errands to run. People to see. Grocery shopping. Some jobs to apply for. Some cleaning that...
View ArticleLimited Engagement
(day 19 of 30) There was a time in my online life, harkening way back to the days of BlackPlanet, when I felt it necessary to respond to everyone. Every message, every comment got a response. And as...
View ArticleLonging
(day 22 of 30 in 30) I’ve always had a complicated relationship with longing. As I am deeply pragmatic almost to the point of extreme, it is not a feeling I am all that terribly acquainted with. I like...
View ArticleTalk that Talk
(day 27 of #30 in 30) We’re standing on the curb waiting for the valet to pull my car around. He’s behind me, his arms laced loosely around my neck and shoulders, his chin resting on top of my curls,...
View ArticleFix You
(day 29 of 30 in 30) I have a difficult relationship with being “fixed.” It goes without saying, I believe, that I could certainly use some fixing. And lord knows I could use some guidance or support...
View ArticleHindsight
(day 30 of 30 in 30) I was gchatting with a friend about the bittersweetness tha taccompanied dropping her little sister off for college. We started talking about all the dumb things we did at that...
View ArticleNever Forget
I was in Ms. Morgan’s AP English class. It was my first class of the day and I was tired because I had stayed up the night before writing a fantastic but last minute five page paper off the top of my...
View ArticleFacts and Examples
So many people have said things this week that have influenced this week’s post. They are all shouted out within, and you should check them all out. It’s important that before you read any of this,...
View ArticlePresent
We talk in random fragmented lyrics, relevant to whatever preceded it, but random nonetheless. Today alone I have retorted with T.I., Miranda Lambert, Doris Day, Nikka Costa. And he’s caught every...
View ArticleThe Art of War
Have I mentioned that my mother has a propensity for being ridiculous? And also, that she was ready for grandbabies YESTERDAY?These things are important. If you don’t have a parent that is hell bent...
View ArticleSilver Sparrow
I miss my grandmother the most when I’m sick. For years as a child her house is where I would convalesce when I was too sick to go to school. I would usually wake up in the morning pretending to be...
View ArticleSaid and Done.
There’s something interesting that happens when everything is over. When you are no longer a unit, a We. When you are no longer lovers that spent hours exploring the expanse of each other’s skin,...
View ArticleCrown me King
At my core, I am a tactician. I am shrewd. I can, if I choose, deftly manipulate circumstances. I make calculated plans and I execute them. My plans are flawless, and my maneuvering around and in...
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