September 2016 – Seashell Nell

Pants

Pants. I have an “it’s complicated” relationship with them. Skirts are easier for me. Because you can get a skirt in any of the sizes from: it catches your frame from the bottom of your rib cage (a.k.a. the “natural waist”) to it sits at the fullest part of the hip and, the main pointContinueContinue reading “Pants”

10 Things you probably didn’t know about the SCOTTISH HIGHLAND COW

Lookit this guy. Just lookit ‘im. This is a Scottish Highland cow. And once I was like, “Hey, readers, I will write about something if you ask nicely,” and someone was like “Scottish Highland Cows” AND BEFORE YOU THINK I RENEGE ON MY PROMISES…ahem. Read ye on. Ten things you probs didn’t know about ScottishContinueContinue reading “10 Things you probably didn’t know about the SCOTTISH HIGHLAND COW”

Things I have done that are embarrassing

Who doesn’t want a shot of humility in the early week? One time I was at our seminary, which is a giant school (that looks like Hogwarts) full of good men decating their lives to holiness and the service of God. I had just finished up with something in an office on one of theContinueContinue reading “Things I have done that are embarrassing”

The weekend that left me exhausted

First of all, the talk. I gave it on Thursday. How did it go, you ask? I DON’T KNOW. I’m a terrible judge of of my presentations. I’m not a theologian, though. So I passed out art and made people audience-participate and stuff. And then on Saturday, I held my first-ever event at the parish,ContinueContinue reading “The weekend that left me exhausted”

Talkin’ 2nite

I’m sitting in my office, wondering if I should change into a new dress or not before tonight. This one is already kind of sweaty. First of all, we’ve had a humidity index taking us to 104 for the past few days but, also, I give a talk tonight, and to say that I’m aContinueContinue reading “Talkin’ 2nite”

We’re not promised good friends

“We’re not promised good friends,” a wise woman once told me, “if we find them, it’s really just a grace.” On Friday I went to lunch with this guy. I met the man at work, my job two jobs back. At first, we were on different floors, but, sometimes I would go to his officeContinueContinue reading “We’re not promised good friends”

Labor Day Weekend

Months and months back, when it was still cold outside, a friend and I met for lunch, and we pinkie-promised that we would adventure over Labor Day weekend. Enter Labor Day weekend. Enter this camping. Enter a funky-fresh assortment of friends and family. And seven hundred million mosquitoes and one blessed bottle of 98.11% DEET.ContinueContinue reading “Labor Day Weekend”

Morning glory

There was a toddler at my house. What wonder. I arrived home from work on Tuesday, and she was there already, her hair tight-curled into a baby Afro–America’s newest Shirley Temple–star of the show. She was playing in the basement with my parents, on a cart my mother bought her. If she sits on it,ContinueContinue reading “Morning glory”