writing prompt: Before I was born

writing prompt: Before I was born

I was borne on winds of change April showers comedy on a couple of beautiful churchgoing souls Bold, my father was grey his eyes, red brown his hair skin in chocolate-drenched sunlight He opened eyes wide at the wide delicate smile of my delicate mother before she was...
Making arrangements to be a badass old

Making arrangements to be a badass old

I just had my first getting to know you session with Mitch, my new online fitness trainer. He’s here: http://www.mitchheaslipfitness.com We did a nice long Skype session about my goals, challenges, etc. Some things I learned about myself: Number 1 reason to get...
refined sugar, banished

refined sugar, banished

On Thursday January 7, I just said no to refined sugar. No cookies, candies, etc. Soft drinks aren’t a problem for me. Sugar addiction and emotional eating are. I was feeling sick and awful. Bloated, in pain. Rampant asthma. Out of control. Stupid and sad. Not...
Shit. An avocado.

Shit. An avocado.

What the hell am I supposed to do with this thing? It’s a round green brown ball of guilt. I have thrown away so many. I approach them piled in the cheap supermarket. I am hopeful. I am discreet. I sidle past. I am filled with stupid shame that I didn’t...