Here’s a special little #ThrowBackThursday piece I wrote for a project that fell through over ten years ago. About first jobs. Technically, it wasn’t my first job, but for all intents and purposes no one really thought writing about my paper route was as...
Here’s a special little #ThrowBackThursday piece I wrote for a project that fell through over ten years ago. About first jobs. Technically, it wasn’t my first job, but for all intents and purposes no one really thought writing about my paper route was as...
The title sounds like some sort of Lifetime movie involving a stunning, but emotionally wrecked, jilted ex-wife who plots against the innocent new bride of her former husband. The husband who works long hours at a non-descript white-collar job, and is complacently boring, not to mention daft; basically no man any woman would be dumb enough to go to prison over, and yet… Oops! Tangent – sorry.
There was an interminable pause.
Had T-Mobile’s spotty beachfront reception sandbagged me yet again? Or perhaps saved me from an embarrassing calamity?
I sit adjacent to her long, sinewy arm, our legs brushing against each other’s by force of proximity, and I stare into her piercing, icy blue eyes – I’m not going to back down this time. Her character assassination, though disguised as a general opinion of sorts...
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I wasn't born a Beeber, I married a Beeber and we became The Beebers… a typical American family. I use humor, a lot, especially when conversations are hard and awkward. I'm going to go ahead and use it here and see if we can't laugh together at life being really real.
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