Category: Nostalgia

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6th & South, Circa 1997

I hate her, with her hand on her hip like she’s got attitude, spouting words like water, ranting for her supper like some old guy in skinny jeans with a goatee. But she’s not that old guy and she’s never going to be. Instead she’s a pretentious rich girl who feels like “slumming it” is … Continue reading 6th & South, Circa 1997

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Saturdays

When I was a kid Saturdays meant going to church and waiting for the sun to set. When I moved into my 20s it was all about eating frozen waffles and trying to figure out why I was no longer going to church. Then I hit my 30s and Saturdays became relaxing days, days when … Continue reading Saturdays

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Family Portrait

When I was a kid family portraits meant getting dressed up in our Sabbath finery and heading down to the Thriftway where a company would apparently come in expressly to offer cheap portraits to families that couldn’t normally afford them, or just to people too cheap to get a real one commissioned. A harried woman … Continue reading Family Portrait

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Friendaissance

I ran into an old friend today who I hadn’t seen in probably a year, so when I turned the corner and she was standing there I literally did a double-take. It’s funny how our brains do that when we’re surprised, like a camera trying to focus when the zoom is engaged. I looked at … Continue reading Friendaissance

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Half the World Away

“My body feels young but my mind is very old. So what do you say? You can’t give me the dreams that are mine anyway. Half the world away…” ~Oasis I miss Ireland, the smell of rain in the air as I step off the plane, the kiss of sun just around the next bend, … Continue reading Half the World Away