Hello my swooning friends. It’s been a while. I am learning about self sabotage thanks to Maryanne, the latest winner of Survivor. In the final leg of the show Maryanne had the power to pick someone who might beat her for the win (the nice guy) or someone who was less deserving…but easier to beat.Continue reading “Say yes…”
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Rainy Days and Sundays
I know the name of the song is Rainy Days and Mondays. I thought it was a catchy title…but it really makes no sense and is wrong in every way. I love rainy days and I especially love rainy days in the summer. They are a break, a catch up day, a day to be.Continue reading “Rainy Days and Sundays”
Prom
I didn’t go. Uncomfortable in my skin, not dating anyone, unable to embrace the “just go with a friend” thing, I stayed home and sobbed in my bed…very teen angsty. My choice, my loss. Prom in Pleasantville is dreamy, no limos, kids pile onto buses, traveling drink and drug free (or so we like toContinue reading “Prom”
One Can Dream
One summer day, many moons ago, my son, one of his besties, and two of my nephews saved the earth from invading All Terrain Armored Transport combat walkers. I am not a Star Wars geek…I just did a google search for Star Wars big white walking things. I could not tell you who the goodContinue reading “One Can Dream”
Fire Island Uncles
Fire Island Uncles: Swoon 58 Summer (weekend) days as a kid on Fire Island went kind of like this… wake up, inspect bug bites received during the night, walk past dad sipping coffee and smoking (covered in paint or dirt from morning chores), find mom in the kitchen cutting fresh fruit or making pancakes, getContinue reading “Fire Island Uncles”
“The Feels”
The Feels: Swoon 56 I have been called a witch many times…witch as in someone who knows what might happen next…not as in b*tch. I have probably been called that many times too, just not to my face. I will be sitting at a show, grab on to a friend’s hand, and whisper “Are youContinue reading ““The Feels””
Opening Fire Island
Opening Fire Island: Swoon 55 I was born on July 1st 1966 during a heatwave in New York City. As the story goes there was a blackout because it was super crazy hot. After welcoming me, my mom was eager to bond in the air conditioned hospital. My dad was eager to… get to FireContinue reading “Opening Fire Island”
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