Two weeks ago, I attended my 25th high school reunion party. We were a small class, under 150 people, but the attendance at this event was really, really small - only about 15 of us. Plus one person who was at the restaurant with his wife coincidentally and had no idea there was a reunion. … Continue reading Twenty-Five
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Turning 40: I Don’t Look 12 Anymore
Twenty-nine and seven one-thousandths. No, that’s not a fraction from the world’s worst third grade math problem. Twenty-nine is an age and seven one-thousandths of an inch is the diameter of an average human hair. When I was twenty-nine, a single, coarse, dark-brown hair sprouted from the underside of my chin. I already had a handful … Continue reading Turning 40: I Don’t Look 12 Anymore
Jen Climbs a 14er, a Tragicomedy
Of the many ways in which my body has started falling apart as I enter middle age, the knee pain I recently acquired has been the most unexpected. I’m not a runner, nor am I terribly athletic or active in any way, so it’s not as if my knees have taken a pounding over the … Continue reading Jen Climbs a 14er, a Tragicomedy
Lit Fest 2015 – Exercise 3
I used to be afraid of my parents’ bedroom because it lay at the end of the upstairs hallway, far away from the brightly lit staircase and the liveliness of my family of seven, sometimes eight, down below and even though that fear had always been just because of the location and the darkness, my … Continue reading Lit Fest 2015 – Exercise 3