Hi! I’m still feelin’ bitchy! Please to enjoy my PMS-fueled rage so my husband doesn’t have to! And the top 8 Twitter lies we tell are: 1) I own a very large company. Based in beautiful Alsip, Illinois, my very large company has global offices in the Land of Honalee, Bedrock, and…Continue Reading
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Eight Facebook Lies We Tell
The other day I made contact with an old friend through Facebook. It’d been years upon years upon Paleozoic eras since we last talked and so we used Facebook’s message feature to catch up quickly. Pretty soon though, it became apparent that I was being sold a perfect bill of goods. Terms like “loving wife,”…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #113: Sing Me a Cowboy Song
Been a long time comin’ I hear it on the tracks Slow train windin’ Breathing down my back Put my thumb out hopin’ for a ride Not looking back now At those endless railroad ties Still ignoring the signs Spend all day running You know I will and can The train might be coming…Continue Reading
3,000 Words
It doesn’t feel right. It’s not in the air. I’m not ready. I can’t do it. Not yet. Not yet. But when? My mind scrambles, nothing aligns, all’s a-jumble. It won’t happen tonight. I put my head down. It has to happen. I’m not ready. Not yet. I think in shame: maybe not ever.…Continue Reading
Here We Go! Whhhhhheeeeeee!
It’s that time again! The weeks leading up to a flight I am taking. On an airplane. An airplane that leaves the ground. An airplane that leaves the ground while I am inside it sweating profusely, moistly clutching the hand/arm/face closest to me until I am safely to my destination. Never mind that the…Continue Reading
Drafts in Progress
TC to Glynn: do you love me, do you hate me, what’s going on? To CL crib buyer: Heavy sigh, we just can’t get it together! It’s you, it’s me, it’s both of us. (Realizing foot in mouth) More me. I’m sorry. It’s not you. What’s up? Asked man why he was crippled.…Continue Reading
Book? Meet Cover.
I like to think I know people. Like can tell right off the bat what they’re all about and what makes them tick. For instance, is my next-door neighbor a murderer? Nah. He barbecues on the weekends. Serial griller, maybe, not serial killer. Does that guy up the street cheat on his wife? Totally. Have…Continue Reading
Before/After/During
(Inspired by this week’s PROMPTuesday.) Among other things, Dr. Carolle hit the nail on the head when she drew this on a piece of paper, and said: This is you. It was at that point that I turned uflatteringly red. I huffed. I puffed. And then I stopped and thought: Well.…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #112: TWO Words
Tonight I accidentally tweeted two photos of myself that I meant not to post. Also, I typed in www.t!tpic.com instead of www.twitpic.com. AND but.ly instead of bit.ly. You can imagine the consequences. So here are the photos: Nothing big, I get that. But still. They were supposed to be top secret…Continue Reading
So. Many. Things.
First. My dad is under supervision to bring his blood potassium levels down. Good thing the family is so concerned because when I called to ask how he was he said: “I’m old. Old people die.” I just love his charming ways. But for sure he said that with a glass of wine…Continue Reading
Intermission
Hiya folks. No PROMPTuesday this week. But we’ll both be back. Here’s a storytelly PROMPT from days of yore, if you want to check it out. See you soon. UPDATED: Here’s the story (from 9/08’s prompt). I feel bad for abandoning PROMPTuesday today and want to give you something. He’d fallen…Continue Reading
A Post of Labyrinth-like Proportions
My head? A ferris wheel with things to do in each bucket, whirling around like an out of control carnival ride. I can’t catch any of my thoughts, no kidding, and I wonder if it’s a side effect of my medication, an antidepressant I don’t want to take anymore, because among other things it makes…Continue Reading
