Tag Archives: sister
weekend meditation
Beautiful friends, fabulous party, holiday love. And the day after…
birthday, happy
I have a family I don’t talk to. I know I’m not alone in this weird pseudo-family world. I had a roommate who was in my boat. My dad has three siblings he doesn’t talk to. It happens. In my … Continue reading
still the same
I was gone for so long. A whole week without my friend. I missed him a lot… but it I had an amazing time. Off to DC for a whirlwind couple of days. AmeriCorps National AIDS Fund End-of-Service. Good time. … Continue reading
the cubes
Cubicles are boring. Straight up. Mine doesn’t even have any cool stuff in it. I know. Fortunately, I am not in my cubicle today. I am not staring at this lovely map of NE Oklahoma. Nope… Instead, I am going … Continue reading
the reason is clear
me – Mom, why is does she have to be so cool? mom – Because she had to do something better than you growing up in the shadow of her smarter than everyone sister. So, she became cool. For the … Continue reading
the little one
Today, my little sister turns 19. My little sister is incredible. She is undeniably the coolest person I know. She excels in pretty much anything she does. She can kick my ass at anything without even trying. She has a … Continue reading
random bouts with greatness
me: i’m consolidating. she: …y? me: cause i i i… i’m so hard. also, because i have to much stuff… but that doesn’t sound as cool. she: yea, def not. so. that’s crazy because i have absolutely nothing to do … Continue reading