I’d walked by it for months and left it untouched. But finally I turned around and knelt down and started moving the pieces back up to eye view. It was magnetic word poetry, given to me by friends. When I first put it on my fridge, I’d ask my friends to make a phrase or…
Month: May 2014
Tasting the Cake
I lied about my first kiss. Not the one from the boy named Billy who defended my honor back in kindergarten. But the one in high school that I told my classmates about, rather than admitting that no boy had tried yet. It happens. But it’s a shame when it does. Because when I finally…
Dating at Fortysomething
“I used to not have a problem putting myself out there,” my friend Randi said. “I’d go out, date guys, no problem. But then I got in to the more geeky side of things and when I’d flirt with guys they’d get this deer in the headlights look and I’d get self-conscious and now it’s…
The Final Box
It was a short email. “I’m finally down to the last little bit of stuff to get out of [the place], so please let me know when and how is best for me to get a small box of your things to you.” You would think after over a year, I would be done with…
I Stalked a Boy and I Liked It
I saw him first on Tinder – a dating app that incorporates Facebook to compare your common interests, mutual friends, and location. If you and your match select “yes” for each other, a chat message feature is unlocked. I’ve been told that some people only use it for a hook up system – others use…