Today is the day...
- Cherokee, Buddhist, Lesbian, Mathematician, Artist, Mensa member IQ 158, Former Punk Rocker, Database Geek by trade, Grandmother.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Flotsam and Jetsam
January 08, 2014 05:59PM
- That is one
November 30, 2013 12:10PM
- Fighting for my life with the
November 21, 2013 05:00PM
- By the time I saw the rebel
flag… it was too late.
August 30, 2013 05:42PM
- I feel honored
August 28, 2013 01:19PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Your writing dragged me
with you terrified and
October 15, 2014 12:30AM
- “Beautiful. I'm swept
October 15, 2014 12:17AM
- “Most excellent. Your
writing sparkles and I agree
January 08, 2014 06:09PM
- “Growing up with a
Portuguese grandmother, I was
kale soup and kale
November 30, 2013 09:12PM
- “Lezlie, that's
heartening. What does the b12
do for u?”
November 21, 2013 06:38PM
- MY LINKS
like a butterfly.
Affixed in place with thorax piercing pain.
Paralyzed and broken,
while the warp and weft of the carved background
tattoos it's imprint on my heart.
Shivers of unrequited lust for air… Read full post »
Every year during our NYE ceremony we pull out our leatherbound blank book.
We write down the important events of the past year that we are grateful for
We list the things we are looking forward to in the year to come
We… Read full post »
I wrote this yesterday morning:
Staring into the abyss
It starts with a sizzling silence, one octave above bacon frying.
A frisson of
tension sparkling through taut stretched skin
Averted eyes wide,
neck bowed, shoulders hunched.… Read full post »
Time is strange
while the fist or belt is flying. Shifting and sliding, it becomes
a stretchy slippery swinging rope bridge.
Directly before and after are razor-sharp and painful.
Reality gets stretched so tight that the distinctive twang of the… Read full post »
My phone rang today while I was eating my lunch.
My friend died, unexpectedly.
Beaten to death by her boyfriend.
He boxed her ears, and her brain was bleeding,
but she went to work as usual.
She didn't tell anyone. She never… Read full post »
Spring Cleaning… two words that make my heart flutter with excitement and anticipation.They have the power to compel me to purchase a magazine, click a link, buy a book, or write a blog. I am always on the lookout for that pearl of knowledge that can kick… Read full post »
I died many
times as a child. It was my goal to learn to let go
gracefully. I wished I could avoid the last
minutes of panic and flailing, but I never got
How did I die? Mostly bathtub drowning, once a beating that went too far and… Read full post »
One of my favorite poems sings rhapsodically about the joys of flight. A version of this is recited in the last moments of BladeRunner and it always takes my breath away.
Oh! I have slipped the
surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on… Read full post »
The problem lies in not having a common language.
If I talk to you about the Christmas I got my first bike and flew through the foggy morning at first light like I was speeding through outer space, you might understand. But if I mention the Christmas I… Read full post »
1 cup fresh milk
Dash of cream
1 oz light Rum
1 oz Bourbon
Maple Syrup- I love to use grade B, the flavor is so intense
Freshly grated nutmeg
Ice or milk frozen into cubes
Combine everything but the nutmeg in… Read full post »
Well, I wouldn’t all it an unqualified success, but it was a hell of a good time.
I decided to try the Thanksgiving Makeover as recommended by America's Test Kitchen on the Friday after Thanksgiving. Every time I roast turkey I go through the…
Thursday we are doing the standard family Thanksgiving and I’ll bring a boysenberry pie, appetizer and pomegranate cranberry relish.
I picked up one of the deal of the century turkey and am cooking it ‘just because’ on Friday with the significant other and my best friend. I… Read full post »
If you could pull all of the anxiety out of the room with a special emotional vacuum, would you find pure happiness?
Or is the drive to alleviate anxiety a powerful force like gravity that is distinct from the centripetal force that pushes us toward happiness?
Maybe… Read full post »
I met an original Nazi once and the scar still throbs. Even though he was a much older man, he was incredibly tall and seemed to be imbued with an almost supernatural strength. I won't say vigor, because there was just something… Read full post »
-Using the right hair product to keep my hair from making animal puppet shapes during the day while I’m talking to people. I know I’ve missed when their gaze drifts upward and then they focus a concerned look on my eyes and ask’ Are you… Read full post »
The fog of Pain clouds my perspective as if I had stared at the sun until its image imprinted on my retinas.
While it fills my vision it is impossible to remember or believe in a time before the pain was all encompassing.
It is… Read full post »
all I got is a new fear of my inbox.
When you look at me you see cinnamon colored skin, dark hair that falls into ringlets when left to its own devices and almond shaped brown eyes.
My family is white. My brother and sister's eyes are hazel… Read full post »
It’s like you just found out that your best friend 'Peanut Butter Cup' has a sexy older sister.
She is more voluptuous and worldly than the friend you sat on the swings with; more evil temptress than trustworthy friend.
That is what you'll find… Read full post »
Like Hungary, I have been buried in a sea of corrosive scarlet mud.
I don’t do anger.
That phrase echoes in my brain. Experience has taught me that anger ends in bloodshed, and I have learned control. Growing up, the only time this dam would burst was upon waking… Read full post »
1. Lingerie & pajamas. Bullshit. What do you really sleep in?
Boy shorts and a wife beater
2. What’s the one thing in your refrigerator you’re goddamned angry about if someone touches it?
The last of the ice cream.
3. What’s the one thing you do so well… Read full post »
More than a means of traveling from one place to another, cars are a symbol of where you are in your life. I found when looking back over the cars I have been in relationships with throughout my life that for some I have happy or neutral memories and for… Read full post »
I wept through my first wedding 33 years ago, and released monarch butterflies to Lakme’s flower duet at my last one 2 years ago.
I fell out of a trampoline into a piano and sprained my ankle so badly that no one noticed that I had… Read full post »
D was slouched in the armchair with his shoes kicked off and his feet tucked up cross-legged. An expectant and welcoming smile lit up his face. We had been in therapy together for 3 years and he clearly enjoyed our time together. I liked to make him laugh. It was undoubtedly… Read full post »