The Louse

I gaze silently about the room, my mind vacant of any intelligent thought. This lecture is a dry thing. My eyes wander, searching for a bit of life amidst the lifeless room. They stop on the girl before me. I see something small—tiny—perked in her hair: A louse. I lean in closer. Having seen one, … Continue reading The Louse →

My (not recommended) at-home piercing experience — Writing Prompt #12

Have any of you watched the new Parent Trap? Wait, not new — it's, like, twenty years old. But of the two Parent Trap films, it's the newer one, with young Lindsay Lohan. In it, one of the Lindsays gets her ears pierced by her sister-twin at camp. I decided to be that Lindsay, only with my cartilage instead.

I don’t make friends….just besties — Writing Prompt #11

I realized last night that I've never been much of a "friend-maker." Instead, I'm more of a besties-maker. Throughout the different seasons of my whole life, I've had a smattering of a few different friends but almost always one very close friend who I'd spend most of my social time with (read, like 97%). In fact, even when it came to the few smattering of other friendships, I actually had a habit of thinking them more like acquaintances.

The one I’ll never forget — Writing Prompt #10

I had a plan form almost immediately after learning that I was pregnant. The following night was my husband's and my date night, and I decided to wait until then to tell him. I know, I know - millennials, amiright? But I wanted to surprise him in a sweet way — something he could hold on to, like a gift.

We weren’t trying to get pregnant — Writing Prompt #9

My husband and I weren't trying to get pregnant. We weren't opposed, but we had no intentions of doing so either. That was something that would happen at some point down the road....who knows when. No solid plans. I was at work when I found out.

My parents are cooler than me :|— Writing Prompt #8

My parents actually turned out to be much different people than I ever knew growing up. The parents I knew growing up were constantly — and I mean constantly — working. They had eight children together, and with that many kids I suppose it's difficult to get any free time.

Is it a “Life Scare” if you didn’t get scared? — Writing Prompt #7

First I'd like to say it wasn't my idea. A group of my friends were having a "sleepover" of sorts (do you still call it that when you're college age?) down in PA. The following day we'd all be starting our second year as counselors at the camp I've mentioned in one of my previous posts. The last time we'd seen each other the summer prior, one of these friends had had a thing going on with a guy who worked with us.

What’s a happy marriage look like? — Writing Prompt #6

Can I share a secret with you? Before getting married to my husband, before I said yes to his proposal, before I even met him or started dating anyone at all — I had a fear that whatever marriage I entered into would fall apart. Today's prompt pertains to this subject: Share a time when you had a glimpse at what happy marriages years down the road can look like.

Warts and all — Writing Prompt #5

Did any of you ever think that the first person you dated would be the one you'd marry? And then how many of you are forever and always grateful he or she was NOT the person you stayed with? Raise of hands please. Oh, everyone? Welcome.

Let’s Get Vulnerable — It’s Time

I'm beginning to realize just how long it takes to build a successful blog. I have this goal to build up a community of people who share stories together; every time I imagine it, it really seems like such a grand thing that many people would truly enjoy and look forward to. The problem is I only ever see what it looks like a year or two down the road.