Three hours into a six-hour flight on Southwest Airlines. Had no idea about “open seating.” WTF is up with open seating? Whose idea was this? We were literally among the last five to board, so Todd and I were separated, but luckily were across the aisle from each other in the middle seats. AKA, the … Continue reading Destination: San Francisco, Part 1
Author: Tara
Random Thoughts – March 10th
It snowed this morning. First snowfall that actually laid, this year. It was 41 degrees and misty at 7 a.m., and twenty-five minutes later it was 37 degrees as I drove Veruca to school and chunks of wet snow started falling. There were 200 black birds in the tree next to the driveway, all shouting … Continue reading Random Thoughts – March 10th
Call Me Honey
I don’t know how it happened. Somewhere along the way after I moved south, I became Honey. Everywhere I go, somebody calls me honey. Every time I’d enter the elementary school, which was often thanks to a T1 kid, the girls behind the desk would call me honey. Hi honey. What can I do for … Continue reading Call Me Honey
Where I’ve Been – February/March 2017
I have a confession to make. I’ve been on the lam. Avoiding writing, reading, and general responsibility. Although the latter seems to catch up with me every time. In the last two weeks or so, I’ve been to CHOP (Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia) four times, gave Todd a homemade Valentine’s gift, attended Baltimore County’s wrestling … Continue reading Where I’ve Been – February/March 2017
Life After Midnight
Home from work at 1:36 a.m. and enjoying a little leftover Ferrari-Carano Siena Red, which is delicious by the way, while the kitty snores behind me and everyone else sleeps. It sucks working Saturday nights, if only because I come home and Todd is sound asleep at 1 a.m. because he rises so early. … Continue reading Life After Midnight
Melancholy
I went to Walmart yesterday with Opac. He was adamant about stocking up on his favorite hair glue, so much so that he was spazzing out because I didn’t want to go since my brother was over and Veruca is overdue for a haircut and I wanted to kill two birds with one stone … Continue reading Melancholy
My Other Kids
The dog and cat are standing in the kitchen staring at me as I cook. They do this now. They stand side by side waiting for me, depending on where I am and the time of day. On weekends it’s by my side of the bed. Or outside the bathroom door. My kids are grown … Continue reading My Other Kids
A Day in PA
It was a great bookend to a very bizarre weekend that involved a new car and a fire, both of which I am not authorized to discuss publicly. Not to mention a shocking Superbowl win for the Patriots. My mom had oral surgery yesterday morning and everyone knows you need a driver for that kind … Continue reading A Day in PA
Honoring Friends
With all the negativity circulating social media and most often in my morning news feed, I made a couple of self-preservation decisions. One was to start my morning with coffee and my journal. In other words, I don’t start my day reading the stuff that gets my blood pumping. I’m journaling “almost” regularly now, like … Continue reading Honoring Friends
Three Times I’ve Felt Blessed
When I really, really knew. I’m talking profound, existential moments. The first time it hit me, really hit me, I was on a flight home from Santa Barbara. I’d been in California visiting a long-time, on again-off again boyfriend. What was different about this trip, as opposed to a handful of others to San Diego … Continue reading Three Times I’ve Felt Blessed
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