It’s been a weird week. A trip to the emergency room, the death of a friend. Then, I spent the day before my birthday in bed with an evil stomach bug. When I woke up on my birthday and didn’t need to heave, I felt giddy. I was alive, and had somehow made it to 39. Still weak from the accidental ... Read More about Majedy
Mama Worth
I woke up in the wee hours of Tuesday morning with stomach cramps. It was that same crushing tightness of a labor contraction. Except instead of giving birth to a tiny, sweet-faced, sleepy conehead, I spent the next six hours ejecting foul-smelling slime. From everywhere. My body was pissed and ... Read More about Mama Worth
Sunday
We woke up this morning to the news that a friend had died after a brief, intense journey with cancer. The last time I saw Greg, he stood in his driveway, smiling with his whole body, arms outstretched for a hug. “Max freaks out when we hug people,” I said. It had already been a long day with the ... Read More about Sunday
Nekkid
I'm over at Love for Lemons today. I've been waiting forever to put the words "muppets" and "genitals" in a sentence together. ... Read More about Nekkid
Stains
This is from a prompt from my writing group last night. Blueberry Hill, which I was sure the famous song had been written about, could be accessed just down the street from our house. I’d head up the little winding trail with my brother or my best friend, clutching empty yellow plastic margarine ... Read More about Stains