Rub Me The Right Way
I collapsed on the bed. Hoisted my legs in the air. MTM sauntered from the bathroom, the air still steamy from the shower. He stepped between my gams and did what he had to do.Continue Reading
I collapsed on the bed. Hoisted my legs in the air. MTM sauntered from the bathroom, the air still steamy from the shower. He stepped between my gams and did what he had to do.Continue Reading
A long walk is a struggle with the boredom that comes from listening to the noise of my own brain. Yesterday, I did my first Natchez Trace length daily walk. Almost fifteen miles – after an hour plus power yoga session. (I swear, if my forty-something body doesn’t shed some blubber, my metabolism must have stopped.)
Anyway.
When I took a potty break, I whipped out my iPhone and scrolled through Google Plus. (Because, I’m telling you, the funniest stuff is always on Google Plus.)
I had no problem trekking eight more miles after seeing this:Continue Reading
I walked out of my childhood bedroom. Dad stood in the room across the hall.
Door wide open.
Toilet seat up.Continue Reading
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