• Bridge Ladies

    Bridge Ladies When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
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ENdless Rain Into a Papercup

I’m jacked up on Benadryl tonight. What about you?sad_pinkie_pie__c_by_mlpwallpapermaker-d4qdzxj

5 Responses

  1. I’m pumped about my agent’s feedback on that blasted outline. “Excellent.”

    *Queue the angel choir*

    I hate Benadryl. It has the opposite effect and makes me feel like a slug.

  2. I had a bad tab of fukitol yesterday. Couldn’t get out of my own way. But the optimism of a gray morning has got me resolute again.

  3. I have a pro-choice OpEd in the Kentucky paper, and I’m up at 4 am reading the comments. Which is really really stupid.

  4. Vanilla bean, crushed cookies and into editing a five year old manuscript. Like Ted said, “…and the dream will never die.”
    Hey Donna, I am a slug.

  5. Baked potato slathered in butter & sour cream, w/cheddar & sunflower kernals; small portion of cooked fowl w/kale; water w/vitamins & supplements; chagrin, dismay, fear, anger, pain & persistent sense of pointlessness.

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