Our mother’s daughters

Heather: “How much is this tie-dyed hoodie?” Crafty tie-dye man: “Forty-five.” Heather: “Dollars?” Crafty tie-dye man: “Yes, I hand tie-dyed it. These regular sweatshirts are twenty.” Heather (to Megan): “So a hood costs an additional twenty-five bucks?” Megan: “Yeah, right, and I’m sure it cost him about five dollars to make the whole thing. I … More Our mother’s daughters

Gimme a…finger!

For those of you who thought the Homecoming field decoration was amusing, rest assured that I did as well. The most amusing part of all was that the “hand” giving the aforementioned finger was actually the wildcat (our mascot) paw that our athletic director had painstakingly painted the day before the big game. I didn’t … More Gimme a…finger!

Friday!

In spite of the giant middle finger that someone spray painted in the middle of our football field*, the ant holocaust taking place on my kitchen counter**, and my very sore ass, hamstrings, and abs***, I am happy to report that today is my kind of day. It’s cool and overcast, and the fall color … More Friday!

Joyful

I have known Joy for almost 20 years. She is the person I’ve known the longest outside my family, and I have known her in every stage of my life from age 11 to the present. She is a light, a life force, and a bearer of…well…joy. When I was younger I was lucky; I … More Joyful

I. Am. Monday.

I am not pregnant. In fact, I started my new cycle a whole three days earlier than usual. I’ve never been early for anything in my life. I normally dislike being early; this is no exception. I am tired and crabby. I am addicted to decaffeinated tea–The Republic of Tea’s “Earl Greyer.” I know it … More I. Am. Monday.