I dreamt last night that my family made me move into you Aunt Tete’s house in Roseville. I am not sure where my aunt had gone, but all I know is that I was forced…
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It is a real job, really
“You work from home on Wednesdays?” the TTHM asked, unable to control his shock and awe. “Yeah,” I said. “THAT’S NOT A JOB!” He shouted into his phone. “Yes it is,” I said. “I have…
Not a complaint, only an observation: on speechlessness and oversharing
It’s after 9 a.m. on a Sunday morning and I haven’t spoken or chatted with anyone since 11 p.m. on Friday. This is not a complaint, only an observation. I did, however, respond to an…
A song that unites a generation of 30something women
“Oh look,” I pointed to the TV above our heads. “That’s kind of phallic.” “Yes,” the TTHM said. “Is this American Girl?” The sound was hard to hear “I believe it is.” I immediately started…
The skanky bowl
Even though I know how it all ends, I still think of that night as one of those defining moments in my life. It was the first real romantic night I’d ever experienced. Of all…