In an open letter to herself,

“So, you know how thirsty dogs drink from their bowls all shameless and sloppy. If you consistently remind yourself of that when you drink water, then you are waiting too long to hydrate. Just looking out for you.”

In an open letter to her hair,

“You know I love you, right? However,  you tire me out. That’s why you’re mostly pulled back into a bun. Now I feel like I’m blaming the victim. It’s just that I washed you well over an hour ago. Then I put rollers in you. Then I sat under a hair dryer and you’re still […]

In an open letter to the man with a really good haircut,

“….Keep on doing what you’re doing. Your haircut was captivating, danger. I saw it when I was waiting to cross the street. My eyes didn’t make it past your hair. Your salt and pepper was perfectly seasoned. I stared as you passed until I saw the walk sign. I thought about your haircut halfway down […]

In an open letter to her wrong and uncouth mind,

“Why do you do this to me, fill me up with thoughts that are too strange to ever utter aloud? Why do you get started so early? At least this morning I was in the shower where I could metaphorically cleanse myself while I actually cleansed myself. Give a gal a break, would you?”

The Bachelor

  James Buchanan is one of the presidents unfortunate enough to be on one side of Lincoln, a president commonly remembered as a great one (well, at least among some folks). The one fact that I remember from elementary school studies is that he was the only president not to have been married, ever. There
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Nourishment

Things get busy sometimes. Right now at this moment I am slowly coming out of an extremely busy period. I use a pedometer daily and found that despite taking lots of steps on a daily basis that I’m losing exactly … Continue reading