“Do it now, Meredith!”
“MEREDITH! DO IT NOW! YOU’RE SO STUPID!”
“All of us ate it, Meredith, now you have to. DO IT.”
I stood in that dimly lit kitchen at approximately 4:15 a.m., holding a small plastic cup containing my inevitable disgusting fate: peanut butter, chocolate sauce, and brown mustard. Oh and Soy Sauce.
“TAKE THE FRICKING [...]
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Memories
Posted in Life, food, tagged catfish, memories, T-shirt on August 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Read backward along our posts… We are women haunted by our memories.
Memory is a funny thing. I’ve had many bouts of short-term memory loss (much to the entertainment of my friends), but then there are memories far more vivid than the situation seemed to warrant. There are songs, smells, scenes, even clothes that trigger [...]
The good life
Posted in food, tagged beer, food, wine on August 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am no expert. I’ve found that I have a terrible memory for names of wines and beers, not to mention other foods (e.g., cheeses) & drinks. I know what I like… when I taste it. But I might not remember tomorrow what it was. Once upon a time, in another life, I had the [...]
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3 Women Who Blog RSS Feed- poem of the past. February 13, 2009Love that surreal is never meant to last.
- Indeed it is February 7, 2009It is a waste alright. I, too, have been begged to keep writing. There is an analogy that Steven Covey likes to use. No, I don’t typically quote Steven Covey, but this is particularly apropos. You have a vase, three big rocks, and a bunch of pebbles. If you put all the pebbles in, and then [...]
- How wasteful January 31, 2009I promise to write more. I hope my two other women will too. Let's just get this shit out, even if no one reads it.
- Lost Time December 1, 2008This past month has been lost time. Time spent reading the Twilight series, hanging on Alan’s couch, restless sleep, drinking beer and most of all revaluating the “big picture”. Who am I and what am I doing here kind of shit. The 9-5 wasn’t working for me anyway. I’d scratch my head at the obvious questions [...]
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