It seems appropriate to chronicle some of my babes' life moments, and as they are 3 1/2 and 2, I've got a bit of catching up to do. Oldest: Your first love was/is Daddy. You've always been Daddy's girl and would lie on his chest with such contentedness as a baby, when not much made … Continue reading The Loves of Your Lives
"Oh, really? This should be quick," was my response when I reached the car door after taking my eldest to use a rest stop public restroom and my husband informs me that my youngest, now two, also wanted to give it a go. As I velcro her sparkly mermaid shoes, zipped her soft cheetah fleece … Continue reading One Small Tinkle
Purple, a deep grape-like hue, and pointed. Their faux crocodile texture called to her from the safety of their box on the shelf. "Make me yours. We could do beautiful things together," they seemed to call out. And so, she did what any sensible young woman in her late 20's would do. She bought them, … Continue reading Times Change
In western PA, born n' raised -a nose in a joke book- how I spent most of my days. Mastering the knock knock, feeling so cool. Badass punchline is just the tool. There's nothing like the sound of crisp paper ripping away, small hands feverishly awaiting the contents it masks. It was just such a … Continue reading Fly Mom of Somewhere…
Enveloped in darkness for an indeterminate amount of time, her body numbed while a druggish haze invaded her mind. She lapsed between complete states of unconsciousness and a fuzzy cognizance of some semblance of awakening. With no ability to determine the length of this condition, or mental capacity to remember how it was induced, there … Continue reading Awaiting the Flame
I didn't count, but I guess I should have. While feeding my brain its weekly dose of reality heroin, aka The Bachelorette last night, as I always do, I noticed the early use of the word "connection" by both male contestants and Lady Bachelorette herself. We are now three weeks into this season, last night … Continue reading Connected
Spare I thought this was the daily prompt not the photo challenge- so I have a little of both. Lol. ELAINE I'm sorry this is.. this is kind of embarrassing but.. there's no toilet paper over here JANE (from the stall on Elaine's right)-are you talking to me? ELAINE yeah.. I I just forgot to check so if you could … Continue reading Well shit!