Not my words. My GPS announced this when we arrived at the cemetery. I wondered if the mourners in the hearse just ahead of us heard the same announcement. The funerals I’ve attended tend to be set on unseasonably warm, confection clouded days, and this was no exception. The February chill crept into our lightContinue reading “You Have Reached Your Destination”
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Emily in Paris / Jen in Purgatory
I’ve been seduced by it all, and while I know it is a calorie-free confection, I still feel bloated and unsatisfied. It has grown-up Disney princess vibes: Multiple Prince Charmings, an impossibly drawn protagonist, fairy godmother wardrobe, and Lily Collins’ eyebrows.
Top Ten Pandemic Feelings
10. Excitement. Be suspicious of anyone who denies that the onset of Covid-19 triggered a primal thrill. This does not mean it was welcomed, nor that it didn’t give way to horror, despair, loneliness, among other feelings that will be covered. When I first learned Covid reached America, it was personal. I knew Patient Zero.Continue reading “Top Ten Pandemic Feelings”
What Am I Looking At?
We worked in advertising and this was before #MeToo and Tom never did or said anything inappropriate, even by today’s standards. There was an instance, though, that might have appeared to tell another story.
Stupid Sh*t I Was Told
I was told to be good. I was told to be pretty. I was told looks don’t count. I was told to have long hair. I was told to have straight hair. I was told to have curls. I was told to have bangs. I was told bobby pins would hold back the bangs whileContinue reading “Stupid Sh*t I Was Told”
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