Midlife Crisis

I have been 38 for nearly two months now. Until recently, that meant very little to me. Age - like sweet desserts and the entire state of Texas - has consistently held only the most fleeting of passing interest for me. When faced with the closing out of one decade and beginning of another, I’ve... Continue Reading →

Oh God. Ohgod ohgod.

  My boyfriend offered me a drawer in his dresser for my stuff, and I threw up in my mouth a little bit. I'm pretty sure he didn't notice, because I'm good at hiding things like that. Instead of spitting it out onto his bare feet I swallowed it like any properly-raised country girl would... Continue Reading →

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