Last week, I was the person to tell my mother that her mother died. My Aunt Drusilla couldn’t find my mom’s work number and was too upset to do much more than call the Hospice number stuck to the phone and also, me. I also called my great uncle and told him that his [...]
A dog collar. Another owner at the doggie daycare. The Jeep at Sbux that didn’t pull up far enough (despite having plenty of room) to allow me to get close enough to the speaker to order. The rabbits that want to have yet another batch of babies in our backyard. The motherfucking weather. These are [...]
A few months ago, I tried a new aesthetician. She’s Russian and beautiful in an ageless ballerina kind of way. Her skin glows. She might be 34. She might be 27. She might be 59. I don’t know. But she is amazing. The first time I went to her, she sold me on simply her [...]
When I was a little girl, my mother and my great-grandmother were at odds when it came to my clothing. My mother felt that I should cover my nakedness, the end. Shopping with her was miserable: she would be irritated from the moment we passed rack after rack of adorable little girl clothes and headed [...]
