Messy. Shady. Honest.
The rain is making a soft pitter-patter against the window. Each drop clears a trail through the dusty pane and then falls to the ground. Birds are happily chirping as they dip their wings into puddles of water and let it roll off their backs. Damp, cool air blows through the window and dances... Continue Reading →
I started blogging to put my writing out there and see what kind of feedback I got. I posted excerpts from my book and the response was great. Of course, most of the readers were friends of mine from Facebook and my stats started out low, but it didn’t matter. I felt validated... Continue Reading →
Removing. Restricting. Eliminating. Withdrawing. These are not kind verbs in their own right and adding them to my nutritional vocabulary has been stinging. You may have read my article, Absence makes the liver...sadder? that chronicled the start of the process of me and the Burrito (aka, the fiance) eliminating alcohol, sugar and carbs for 30 days.... Continue Reading →
You are so beautiful. As I run my hand down the sides of your body, electricity runs through me. My fingers circle around lightly, tracing every inch of your smooth skin. I notice you are slightly chilled, which is exactly how I like you. Don't be alarmed. The knife I am using to cut you... Continue Reading →
We can't stop the clock. It ticks away slowly at first. We are young and invincible, and days at the pool stretch out into long weekends. School seems to drag on and on and we can't wait to become eighteen-year-old adults and do whatever we want. In our twenties, time continues to move, but at... Continue Reading →
It’s the morning of Day Six and I am up at 6:45 on a Saturday. Somebody alert the media. I am sipping espresso with a splash of cream instead of my usual coffee drowned in Hazelnut creamer. No pounding headache from too much gin and wine. The usual regret of eating too much is absent.... Continue Reading →
Monday Let's talk about these favorite things of mine. 1. Alcohol: Right now it's 6:52 pm on March 3rd and normally we would be picking out a bottle of wine for dinner. Instead, we will be having tea. Lots and lots of tea.Detox tea to be exact. And compared to wine, it really sucks. We... Continue Reading →
It's March 2nd, 9:47 pm. I have just finished scarfing down a large helping of Pad Thai and Panang Curry and a bottle of wine. My man has done the same. We have decided to stop drinking for 30 days and it’s our last hurrah. Emotion has overcome us and we are already pissed and... Continue Reading →
More change has happened since my last post. I am newly engaged. That man in my last story, that carried me to the train? He’s going to be my husband. It’s pretty damn exciting and life has been really, really good. I’m slowly adjusting to New York City. I spent the first couple of months... Continue Reading →
Take the Metro North to Grand Central Station. From there take the 4-5-6 subway to 14th ST-Union Square. Walk up the stairs facing the backs of hundreds, and feel the swarm of New York City punch you in the gut. The air is thick with the aroma of hot dogs, gyros, pretzels, and anxiety. Oh,... Continue Reading →
An Honest Swallow 