Last Saturday night I was in a club in NYC with some friends. I hit the dance floor with one of them and seconds later I felt another hand grab mine. I turned and realized the hand belonged to a good looking guy. We started to dance, he asked my name and shortly thereafter my … Continue reading Cougars and their prey
What’s next? Rogaine?
When I was living in Puerto Rico I became persona non grata in my household. Well, not so much me as my hair. Not the hair on my head, but more specifically the hair that used to be on my head. I am shedding uncontrollably and my hair somehow appears EVERYWHERE. Needless to say, this … Continue reading What’s next? Rogaine?
When tradition is a four-letter word
I had no intention of putting up any holiday decorations this year. Though I've had my apartment since the beginning of August, I still only have what I could carry by myself when I moved in. Most of my other stuff (the little I have) is in storage. So to say my place is bare … Continue reading When tradition is a four-letter word
I was America
I was once land of the free, home of the brave. I was a pillar of strength. I welcomed and nurtured you, though none of you were my own. I brought you up to have pride, to build a legacy of hard work and innovation. Though you were all different, your love for me had … Continue reading I was America
Life is like a box of chocolate…
Some time ago I wrote a post in a fit of frustration. It was about this blogosphere and where my little blog could possibly fit within it. I got some really good advice from a few people, yet my blog, this tiny site, remains unchanged. It is, and may always be, just a written version … Continue reading Life is like a box of chocolate…
“We’re hair twins!”
My nephews and niece are in town for a few days. At 5 years old, my niece's thick mane of hair is almost to her waist, just like her Tia's. I couldn't get past how adorable she is in all of her sweetness and I grabbed her and said to her, "We need to take … Continue reading “We’re hair twins!”
