I wound my first watch; Mickey Mouse hands driven by the soft click of gears. Approximations, a few minutes here or there, time was blurry, soft. Now countless pixels guide me with sharp precision, but I miss Mickey.
Posts under ‘memories’
Looking Back
Image credit: Art by jeloid on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons I started keeping a journal semi-regularly when I was in middle school. My very earliest journal entries are a thrilling roller coaster ride through the life of a suburban tween: from the heartbreaking lows of the cancellation of my favorite TV show to the [...]
Footloose Haiku
A school carnival: swept in a wild, laughing throng we push through gym doors. Heads bent like flowers, a giggling daisy chain, girls walk with arms linked. "Hey, it's your birthday! I'll request a song for you! Do you like Footloose?" Like popcorn we bounce, squealing as one breaks away, rushing the DJ. Twenty five [...]
The First Night I Kissed Him Haiku
The wild wind exhales, Dead leaves whirl in a dance, then lie still, quivering.
How to Get the Man You Want (the Codependent Way)
Warning: this post is self-satirical in nature. It should not be read by the sarcasm impaired. Image credit: Photo by DaveAustria.com on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons So, you know, I'm not really codependent. (I hate that word anyway. Sincerely I do.) I just like to do nice things for people. Really nice things. Like [...]
Spontaneity
Image credit: Photo by indoloony on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons A few months after I first met Mark in college, we ran into each other in a campus dining hall. As we chatted, he admired my high school class ring. I held my hand out to let him see it more closely, and peering [...]
World’s Most Codependent Home Videos
Image credit: Photo by Stephen Poff on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons Somewhere, gathering dust on a dark, forgotten shelf in my house is a video that helped greatly in my recovery. It's not one that you can buy on Amazon.com and it's not one that will help any of you. It's a video of [...]
Farewell Farrah Haikus
Image credit: Photo by Roadsidepictures on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons I strut down the hall, pull a mint green plastic comb from my jeans pocket. Comb whips through hair and... I fail (completely!) to look like Farrah Fawcett. More Haiku Friday haikus can be found at A Mommy Story.
The Man in the Mirror
I roll my eyes as a cluster of neon clad girls buzz, "The way the sidewalk lights up as he walks is so cool! I love that song." Michael Jackson and that stupid Billie Jean video. Cool? Whatever. He's so overrated. I mean, if you wanted to talk about enduring cool, who could really compete [...]
Recovery is Sexy
Image credit: Photo by Eternal ☼ Sunshine on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons It was raining the night I first kissed my husband. The wind was hissing and howling through the bare branches of the trees, rattling the last of the dead leaves still clinging to their posts. Before we kissed, we twined our hands [...]
