No, I don’t have one on the way, like that Usher song.
In fact, I’m not even close to “having one on the way”…because I’m single. 397 more words
The other day, Boyfriend and I were in line for churros when he inspected my right cheek and said, “You have a weird hair.” Imagine you’re a girl with insecurities, doubts, fears, and the conviction that you’re terrible at being a girl because you only shave, like, once every two weeks and every morning you forget that brushing hair is something you have to do. 385 more words
If you’ve read my past writing, you know that as a Life Coach (and a daffy, wired…and a bit silly…human), I am fascinated by emotions and thoughts (the Laurel and Hardy, Ben and Jerry, Archie and Edith, Butch and Sundance, Rudy and Frodo, etc….of our amazing human consciousness). 1,128 more words
I frequently revel in sharing tales from my awkward days. Some of you don’t believe me; you weren’t there.
For the first time this week, I told a non-family member the story of Mr. 375 more words