Grape Nuts
She had never seen a box of Grape Nuts so big before. It had always come in a tiny box because it was such a HEAVY cereal. (Cereal was stretching it, box of rocks was more like it.) This box was enormous. Instead of the bacon, eggs, and toast or french toast and sausages or […]
The Trip (Pt 4 Tow 4, The Turkey and Stuff)
The next morning they arranged for a tow to her Mother’s preferred repair shop. This was when they met tow truck #4 driven by Sam. Sam was interesting, covered in tattoos including a little star on his forehead that probably meant something awful like he dropped a car on someone’s head and not that he […]
Happy 4th of July
May everyone reading have a happy and safe 4th of July. (Except those of you spamming the sight, we hope you have a lousy day.) -The Mgt
The Trip (Pt 3 The Tow)
Having vented at the ticketing agents about the flight over run by teenagers and still reeling from the “inspection” of her coin purse full of potentially dangerous quarters and her “suspect” pork roll, she and her “very happy to see her” Mother made their way to the garage to make the drive from the airport […]
The Trip (Pt 2 The Flight)
After the ridiculous (but of course necessary) check by the TSA agent at the Security checkpoint, she had little time to make it to the gate. She made her way over to the Departures monitor only to verify her gate number was indeed the same as it was when she printed her boarding pass the […]
The Trip (Pt 1, Airport Security)
She had gotten a bit of a late start that morning, unaware that she wasn’t as close to the airport as she thought she was. She thought she was staying “a lot closer” to the airport than her home, but apparently she was really only 15-20 minutes closer. In the scheme of things, this wasn’t […]
Management Update
The Management would like to inform you that our heroine has taken a little trip. No, she is not locked up in the psych ward. She will, however, be telling quite the tale of her adventure when she has finally calmed down. Thank you, -The Mgt.
Frantic frenzy, running out of time
So she knew she had less than a week to get the house in order, yet she still found herself moving at a snail’s pace. She knew some of this problem was mental, and some of it physical. She of course would milk the physical part for all it was worth. Her physician made some […]
Bitter perhaps…
She might as well have been sucking on lemons all week, her attitude was bitter bitter bitter and that was an understatement. She found herself resenting just about anything worth resenting, jealous of anything being jealous over, anxious over everything, and an all encompassing anger, although not violent at this point, was enveloping her like […]
Fathers
Fathers Day. She wished a very happy one to her friends who were Fathers. She also believed the psychobabble that stated a daughter’s early relationship with her father had a direct impact on her future relationships with the men in her life. No wonder she was so messed up. Thanks so very much Dad. This […]
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