Happily Twisted

Today was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time. It doesn’t take much. I’m relatively low maintenance unless you’re comparing me to someone in a coma. Occasionally I spend time with people who need everything to be “just so,” and I feel extremely lucky that in most situations I’m perfectly comfortable just going with the flow. As long as everyone I love stays alive, the day is golden. My son sent me pictures from a plane ride he took around San Diego with a pilot friend. They landed safely. My daughter made me laugh like crazy…

Twisted Phone Antics

Interviewing for jobs has left me needing to actually answer my phone. Oh God, I hate answering the phone. As a little girl I was normal, running to get the telephone, expecting some kind of unbelievable excitement on the other end whenever it rang. That was subdued to some extent when some freak began making prank calls to our home. Nothing scares me more than an anonymous enemy, heavy breathing on the other end of the line or someone standing outside the window in the dark. I actually shuddered as I wrote that line. My PTSD with regard to phone…

Twisted Little Chick

Tonight is a sweet sixteen party and my daughter is invited. I’m not sure how another child’s 16th birthday is costing us so much, but we must be moving in on $175 at this point. The $25 gift card for the birthday girl has been the least of it. Last night was dress shopping. We were quite lucky to find not only a party dress but also a prom dress at the same store. All I can say is thank God a single retail outlet in America realizes there are girls larger than a size 13, because the look on…