Tag: age

Sweater Snag

Hormones, we need to talk. I understand that I needed you growing up.  I appreciate that you helped create the stew that made my children.  I’m glad you’ve kept things female and working all of these years, but lately you’ve changed. You’re unstable, I can’t rely on you and you make me cry.  I’m done now. This is no longer a…

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Clothes Line

Waiting in line, anticipating your turn. It can be the take-a-number line at the DMV, or the youngest child waiting for her first high school dance.  There’s tiptoe looking ahead, wondering what’s just beyond the door, or in front of the other bobbing backs of heads. At the same time, once your time is up, once it…

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Size

Lots of counting, tracking, and numbers this month. The United States just turned 239 years old.  This blog has been around for eight years this month.  Jack Jack Cutie Face will be one year old tomorrow and on the very last day of July 2015, I will be forty-four. I’m not sure what any of this means,…

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Wrinkle

I’m a bit bored lately.  I shouldn’t be, there is plenty to get done.  I’m simply not in the mood to do it.  Maybe bored is not the right word, I’m a bit distracted, somewhere else. Stacks and piles, lists and emails, all needing attention, some past due, some embarrassingly late, and yet I sit.…

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Monkey Socks

Middle. Cream filling, insulation, pages, jelly, core, down feathers.  All are in the middle, tucked between two covers or layers.  The heart is essentially in the middle, between the front and back of the body.  Nestled and hidden, but essential. The chocolate cookies of an Oreo are crunchy and yummy, but it’s really about the…

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Vintage Blouse

I like old things. Which is weird because I don’t like wrinkled paper.  I always flip to a new clean sheet.  I can not tolerate pens with the ends chewed or a pencil sharpened down to a nub.  I like fresh pencils and if a pen has a missing or mangled cap, I throw it out.…

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Balanced Load

I could never be a turtle. I know they are used in advertisements and they look so cute, but turtles in real life seem tired.  Their shells appear heavy, like they’ve lived too long.  The turtle life is not for me.  I want to go a good length, I’m sure death is no picnic, but I really…

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Romper

She had never wanted to grow up, but it happened without her permission. She was tradition, roots, a tender, the oldest, she was calm.  Life moved along and as society would dictate, she tried to keep up, be the person she was supposed to be.  She ran faster, pushed up, made up, drank up and somewhere along the…

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Laundromat

For some reason, we rush past beginnings only to long for them later.  People say they loved their first crappy car, or that time in their life when they lived in a dinky little apartment, and yet at the time they hated them both.  Dreamed of something better. Being a newbie can be stressful, insecure, but…

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