I do not usually live life on the edge. I’m not interested in sky diving or wrestling an alligator. I don’t like to stare into the face of death; I prefer to keep my eyes tightly shut. Except for one weird thing. It started one cold morning in my early 20s when I was on … Continue reading
One of the most memorable customers in my first job at the dry cleaners in college was a woman who came in and accused us (me) of ruining a very expensive scarf. She pointed to one tiny thread and insisted that we pay her for the scarf, which was several hundred dollars. It was one … Continue reading
“What color is the bag?” asked the man behind the counter. I thought for a moment. “It’s white, black, neon purple, green, and orange squiggles. Soft-sided, like a duffel bag” He blinked at me. I blinked back. He raised his eyebrows and muttered Okay. I’d been at DFW airport all day and had gone literally nowhere, … Continue reading
(You can listen to an audio version of this post here.) I went to David’s Bridal today to purchase a bridesmaid’s dress for a friend’s wedding next summer. She had a dress already picked out in the system so they pulled her profile up and I followed the very nice saleslady to the racks laden … Continue reading
(I realize this is very lengthy so I have strategically placed pictures of smiling animals throughout the piece so that you can mark your place if you need to take a break and come back to it. At my sister’s suggestion, I’ve also made an audio version of this blog. You can download/stream it by … Continue reading
Twelve years ago this month, Alex and I stood, hand in hand, and promised to love each other for the rest of our lives in front of 100 sweaty friends and family members. We were 21. We were babies. We thought we knew everything. We did not. I think that when we made our vows, … Continue reading
I grew up in West Texas- land of wide-open spaces, sky high teen pregnancy rates, and a colorblind racial ideology that masks racism instead of confronting it. In colorblind ideology, it is impolite to talk about someone’s race. I remember hearing a story about a friend who was trying to tell her son which store … Continue reading
(Welderbeth here: A friend has written an anonymous guest post for today. I think the post is great. She is great. This is all great.) I was around third or fourth grade when my friend Cindy’s grandmother looked at me and said, “It’s about time you covered those with a bra!” If I had any … Continue reading
At the beginning of May, I took the Baby up to a local school to do an evaluation for special needs pre-K. The therapists weren’t quite ready yet so we had to wait in the hallway. He got restless so I let him slide out of his stroller and crawl around on the floor. A … Continue reading
I once went to a movie with a boy that I liked. It wasn’t a date, exactly. I don’t remember him paying- it was just more like two friends going to a movie, with one of them being a nervous weirdo. After the movie, he opened the door of his truck for me (this wasn’t … Continue reading
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