Like a flower, as the dawn is breaking, the memory is fading
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! For anyone who cares, it’s only 362 days till my birthday. Be sure to mark your calendar. You’ll want to shop early. My favorite color is blue. And books are always a nice surprise. If you are paying attention, that means my birthday was three days ago. Marking…
He loves me so, that funny honey of mine!
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! This morning about six minutes after I got up, Adam’s alarm went off. He’d snoozed it when it sounded at 8:30. Both of our alarms go off at 8:30. We both have I-phones, but his alarm sounds about 15 seconds before mine does, I have no idea why. I digress. I…
Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story?
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! I spend way too much time on Facebook. Way too much. Mostly it’s a way to waste time, while I’m waiting for Adam to get home. Or waiting for a meeting to start at work. Or waiting for dinner to be ready. Today’s Facebook is very different than the Facebook of…
Just picture a great big steak –Fried, roasted or stewed.
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! Nope! Nope! Nope! That would have been me as a seven-year-old being asked to eat green beans. Or lettuce. Or tomatoes. Or beans. Or broccoli. Or spinach. Or Cheese (except American kraft singles). Or onions. Or liver. Or fish (except fish sticks). Or a whole host of other foods. I was a very picky eater. For all my…
I had a dream my life would be, so different from this hell I’m living
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! Today is one of those days where you think you know what you are going to write. Then you sit down at the computer and NADA. Nothing. It might be because I’m tired. Not exhausted. Not wiped out. Just tired. I haven’t written about it yet, but after 7 months, of looking, I…
Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong
I’d like to speak to the manager. The first time I ever had chicken fried steak was in Memphis, Texas. Adam and I had driven from NYC to Memphis, Texas to see his family. It was a two-day drive (should have been three) that started in an intense snow storm. If you’ve never had chicken…
Loadin’ up boats wid de bales of cotton, Gettin’ no rest till de Judgement Day.
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! I was actively involved in theater in high school. The story of how I got involved is a good one. In 8th grade, a friend of mine asked me to go to the speech and drama club meeting with him, during our meeting time. Back then, clubs met during school hours…
I’m beautiful. Yes, I’m beautiful. And I’m here
I’d like to speak to the manager! Self-value: The value that you prescribe to yourself. Your self-worth. The belief that you have value in the world. Lots of people I know struggle with their self-worth. And I do mean lots of them. When they hold themselves up to the light, they don’t see the positive that they bring to the…
To the ones who have come from away, welcome to the rock!
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! I grew up pretty poor. We didn’t starve. We’re never homeless. But there were times my parents struggled to keep the lights on and food on the table. That being said, my mother always made sure we went to school clean and that our clothes had no holes…
Gonna give you barley, carrots and pertaters—
I’d like to speak to the manager!!! I have always remembered things from my early childhood. Very early. Memories from when I was two or three. Very clear. Very specific memories. And they are definitely not stories that I was told and then created memories of. These are very detailed memories of a small child…
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I'd Like to Speak to the Manager!!! 