It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Family They’re the ones you look to when you’re lost, The ones who’ll hold you close…
Tag: family
Average Every Day Adventure Time
It really is easy to forget that I live in New York City. That might seem hard to believe, but even when I was living in the Financial District for an academic year, it was not difficult to get completely caught up in life and the rush and forget about location. I can remember coming…
Bad Bed Partners and Tattoos
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Jane, I cannot believe I fall so low on your list of craft recipients. Whatever happened to hos before bros, and sisters before everyone else? I do understand and relate to your lamentations about how laundry, food, and enough sleep can very seriously cramp your creative flow. I love…
Work is Really Cramping my Crafting Time
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Libby, I have been diligently working on my Christmas Stocking for Gavin and you can see the progress has been slow but steady. It is difficult to limit myself to only an hour of stitching each night. As each stitch is laid the picture develops more fully beneath my fingers…
Bastille Day and Festering Ponds
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Jane, Joyeux quatorze juillet! Ouuaaaaiiis! C’est La fête nationale! Je suis très excité! HAPPY BASTILLE DAY MA SOEUR! Today, in 1789 the French Revolution began with the storming of the Bastille! I can still remember my high school French teacher telling me about the storming of the Bastille and…
Dear My Future Child[ren]
Dear My Future Child[ren], I love you. I am twenty-five years old and I have no idea when I will meet you. I am twenty-five and have no intention of having children any time soon, but I love you so much right now, I needed to write and tell you. It sounds insane, but it’s…
Cross-Stitching and Hormones
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Libby, The dating pond is a tough place to be and I am happy to be on dry land. Keep your spine and remember not to settle. There is a swimmer out there willing to head to the Couple’s Beach with you but he is a little overwhelmed by…
Farley’s First Appointment
The first time Farley went to the gynecologist, she was nowhere near as blasé. She picked at the appointment like a half-healed scab, and ran to her mother every time it hurt. Her mother, to her credit, did her best to assuage her daughter’s worries and fears, but a mother’s assurances can only do so…
It’s a Gift
Please welcome Farley to our family! Farley liked to think she was conversationally gifted and she liked to share this gift with others as often as possible. She had a way with the English language that most people could only dream of having. Growing up, she had been the nerdy asshole who called people…
Family Feels
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Jane, I never knew how much I would miss our family until I moved to New York City. You graduated from college and went straight to Utah. You were always so desperate to come home and see everyone and I never really understood it. I was constantly back and…
Timestamp 2007
There are bits of reality lying around my house. The mostly full, still hot, unplugged coffee pot sits patiently on the counter. It’s two sinks down from the cell phone chargers that are plugged only into the wall. The closet light cuts a swath of brightness through the darkened living room, cold in its emptiness….
Sing for the Next Life, Sing for this Life
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Libby, Today I did something I have not done since we lived under the same roof. I sang while doing the dishes. There was no music. The audience was limited to the cats and kitchen appliances. All were kind as the words of my favorite songs slowly rose from…
Little Gentian 