She debated hitting the accept button with the green check or the decline button with the red x. It wasn’t a mandatory meeting. Employees were “strongly encouraged” to attend. Even if it were mandatory, what would they do if she didn’t attend? Fire her? Yeah, right. It’s not like this were high school where she … More Here for It
Her phone buzzed with a new text alert.
“Come outside and look at the moon.” The text was from her landlord who lived upstairs with his three kids. He was newly separated from his wife. … More Moonlight
It’s not your typical boy-meets-girl, boy and girl fall in love and live happily ever after type of romance and definitely not the type of romance I went through a phase of reading in high school. … More Sherring’s Goodreads: The Proposal
By no means would I consider myself an outdoorsy person. I’m a homebody—kinda, but definitely an introvert. … More Just One Time
Was I aware that all my emotional baggage could be tucked into a matching Samsonite luggage set including the tote, backpack, duffle, garment, and laptop bags? Of course. I wish the set could be Louis Vuitton, but homegirl does not have that type of disposable income. … More Retail Therapy vs. Real Therapy
More Than Enough: Claiming Space for Who You Are by Elaine Welteroth My rating: 3 of 5 stars Reading Elaine Welteroth’s memoir More Than Enough: Claiming Space for Who You Are (No Matter What They Say) was right on time. While I could certainly relate to her experiences of being a creative and independent child, … More Sherring’s Goodreads: More than Enough
I have the weirdest luck. Words have power so I don’t want to release into the Universe that if it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all, but it’s hard not to feel that way lately, especially after the recent, horrible traveling experience I had when I flew to the west coast. … More Summertime = Bronchitis?
“Fuck your flight,” seemed to be the Lyft driver’s nonverbal message with his 45 mph driving even though we told him we were trying to catch a flight in a bit more than an hour. I knew I should’ve went straight to the airport from my place, but nooooo, I had this romantic notion of … More There Goes My Sock
For several months, I’d been on the hunt for plain cotton panties. By plain, I don’t mean boring and nondescript. I mean 100% cotton panties. Not a cotton blend. No nylon, lycra, polyester, spandex, elastane or whatever the fuck else is in underwear these days. Plain cotton, preferably with a print or pattern, like … More Panties
Well, it’s March. No better time to take down and put away my Christmas tree. Relax. It’s not what you’re thinking. A dried out pine or fir tree was not sprinkling its dead needles all over my living room rug. Au contraire, my first ever Christmas tree of my adult life was a book Christmas … More Christmas in March