everyday i stand in complete awe of my position as a mother. and by awe i mean i’m generally scarred shitless about the wellspring of responsibility that is mine to navigate. and for those holier than thou types, take a moment and think about it…as a mom you hold the key to your child’s soon-to-be-adult…
Tag: Wine tasting descriptors
when given the choice between a half drank bottle of dry white and a half eaten bar of dark chocolate…i say why choose
there are about half a dozen reasons why i do not have a belly button piercing. the first of which is because they are gross. i just can’t imagine the sex appeal of a 70 year old with a belly button piercing. gravity is a bitch and eventually all things up will go down (and…
embracing the curves
when i was eleven years old my mother had to measure me for a dress. i don’t remember what the dress was for, though i’m sure it had something to do with church, but i do remember her gaping at the numbers. 36. 24. 36. she looked me and said, ‘wanda you’re a brick house.’…
resignation remorse
women hold up half the sky, mao tse-tung i didn’t want you to leave i just needed you to let go to stop squeezing so tight trapping me inside the spaces you don’t want to visit can’t stand to be a part of i wasn’t asking you to leave i was just asking that you let go…
teenage dream
like pork chops smothered in peppers and gravy i cling to memories of yesterdays long since gone and think on the scent of apple blossoms and rotten pear trees late summer breezes drift through bedroom windows bring a promise of happily ever after full on media driven romance a heart ripe with promise opens little…