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Futures Part Nine

fiction Futures Part Eight "Are we celebrating or drowning our sorrows?" Olivia looked up from her drink to the man that sat down next to her at the bar. "Excuse me?" "Hi, I'm Lucas. I hate to drink alone. I noticed you were

Well, It is August...

After last August not being all that terrible as far as Augusts go I decided to ease back in to trying to possibly if I could maybe find August fun again. Maybe. No pressure... It was going okay there for awhile. I got my hair cut, which I had been

Testimony

fiction (This is a piece I did for my exchange with Dana a few months ago. It's not part of the Futures series, it's a stand alone, but I thought it was a good Sunday story.) She applied another layer of lipstick and contemplated one more

Futures Part Eight

fiction Futures Part Seven Emily's phone buzzed. She looked at it then turned it face down and pushed it away. "Olivia?" "Yes. She's texted a few times. I just...it's been months." Jacob nodded, "Yeah, it's been

Oh Wait...

Trying out the new birthday hashtag/motto. What rhymes? Masticate? Like really chew up the year? Meditate. Don't lose your cool. Mediate? Alleviate? Try not to hate? Love your mate? Oh wait, I've gone off on an INXS tangent now. Oh great. Oh! That's

But is it Intelligent?

On Sunday I wrote a piece of micro fiction for my exchange with Dana. It was a writing prompt piece, and probably the closest I've ever stuck to a prompt. Often what triggers a story in my head from the prompt is barely recognizable as the prompt when

Rage...

Brent and I went downtown for breakfast this morning. Driving back home and the freeway was filled with people just doing their own things. Going way under or way over the speed limit, not paying attention to lane closures, cutting people off, speeding around people like those cars were orange

What Are You Saving it For?

Friends of ours are doing a BIG move. They've been in their house for longer than we were in the townhouse before our big move. And they are downsizing so it's even more of a sort and sort and sort than ours was. And ours was

New Thing Time!

Maybe... Or I mean, there will be new things, but I'm not sure if this will be one of them or not. I already know that the big new thing will be Brent's retirement, but I don't know how that will look once we

It's All a Sliding Scale...

Are you an optimist or a pessimist? Is the glass half full or half empty? Or do you just have the wrong sized glass? I tend to lean toward optimism. Or at least I did. Though I generally am a realist with optimistic tendencies. I'm not solidly one

Futures Part Seven...

fiction Futures Part Six "What are you thinking about so hard?" Jacob asked Emily. "Did you know that Olivia and Jayde never fight? Like ever?" "Like big fights or disagreements?" "Anything. They never argue. They never disagree. They never fight." "Well,

A Hairy Situation...

Mostly just pictures today. Skippy, brace yourself... And done. I'll decide how short or how long I want it to be later. For now this feels REALLY short. I keep doing the automatic reach back to move it out of the way, and it's not there.

No, You Don't...

Looking through old birthday blogs this week trying to nail down when I started the hashtags and I was struck by something super depressing. No, not that I'm fully past middle aged now. But that we've been living under the cloud of orange funk for over

It Bears Repeating...

I had a friend reach out yesterday to make sure I was okay since I haven't been writing much. Which was really lovely. And I am fine. Really. Like I mentioned before I'm trying to ease out of some things to get ready for Brent'

C & C...

After mentioning Cake and Compliments month in a previous blog I had a couple people reach out and ask what the heck that was and I realized that there are people out there who weren't around during the height of Cake and Compliments Month so they missed the

My Oh My, There Goes July...

And one more month done. Can you believe it? Only three more months until Brent retires. I mean, not that any of you are doing that countdown but I am so ... July is OVER. Over all... World Cup finished. I was able to watch more of the games than I

Confrontational...

So...I briefly wrote about the backup basketball player who is getting a lot of attention for her anti trans statements here. The right wing hate machine is ramping up around her. Apparently they bought tickets for a group of teenage girls and their mothers to sit behind the Fever

Hunh...

So I wrote last month about how I was going to start phasing out of the goals and numbers, and I have. As you've probably noticed I haven't written much this month. I'm definitely not going to hit that write more days than not

Fearful...

I think a large part of being a parent is learning to live with fear. Real fear. Not just jump scare at a movie, or creepy feeling in a dark hallway fear, but real fear. I can remember the day we came home from the hospital and looking down at

Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot...

We've been under a heat advisory for a couple of days. It's supposed to expire tonight at 11. Which yay! But it will still be a little warm after that. Unless you get a good rain the heat doesn't just disappear. It has to

Futures Part Six

fiction Futures Part Five The not a shower just a party with gifts went well Emily thought. She was sitting with Olivia watching out the sliding glass doors as Jayde and Jacob set up an outdoor playset that someone thoughtfully bought for Sophia so all of the gifts weren'

Memento Mori...

The daily meditation book I've been using this year has been on an "everybody dies!" kick the last few days. Now, it's partly because the book came about from two people exchanging messages back and forth and during the exercise one of them was

Oh, Girl...

When I was in 7th grade my previous year's teacher signed my yearbook: "I hope someday you start dating boys as smart as you are." At the time I scoffed to myself thinking the only boy in our school that was as smart as I was

Booky Books...

Saw a fun "challenge" on Bluesky yesterday. You were supposed to list five living authors that you'd read at least five books by. And there were people who were stumped. And I have to admit I was as well. I mean, who makes the list? Who

Scars...

When I was in middle school I cut open my index finger pretty deeply. It healed up okay, though I still have a noticeable scar there today. Visually and otherwise. When I lift weights if the grip I use puts weight on the scar (most of the time) I get