the latest posts tagged ‘kissing’
kiss and tell: anne
“Jen wasn’t a great kisser.” My forkful of spicy green beans stopped mid-arc between plate and mouth. I cocked my head a few degrees at Alex, sitting across the table at Hunan Home’s (that we always called Who’s Not Home throughout the decades that our families had eaten there). “Seriously?” The word flew up…
hot sand, glass candy
Mr. Forte and I flew to Seattle to visit Son One for a weekend last month and spent a quiet, cloudy morning walking in Tacoma’s lovely Museum District. Watching glassblowers in the Hot Box at Dale Chihuly’s Museum of Glass wasn’t going to happen – all the museums are closed Mondays and Tuesdays except…
hit me with your best shot
My friend Dawn taught me about great coffee back when she was taking busboys to love school and my tiny girl and I were her wide-eyed roommates. We burned through many Mokka pots on an old stove at the beach house where you could watch whales while doing the dishes. Coffee beans were bought whole…
Not So Fast
My first post. Could I have spent any more time deciding on the topic?? I hated those teachers who assigned papers to be written without naming the subject. No, no — please — just tell me what to write it on. Emerald mines in Colombia, the Spanish Inquisition, my favorite pet? I can do that….
Please Hold My Sequined Heart
The huge thunderheads of these September days rise over the mountains far to the east, piling up on each other, filling the dry sky, sucking every drop from my skin. This awful heat holds me down, hides me inside these walls, wishing for the smallest breeze to stir the shriveled elm leaves outside my office…
Just Like Bogie and Bacall
I don’t know why I decided to write this today, dammit, because I will cry if I do and my brownish-black Great Lash (not waterproof because that’s nasty stuff) mascara will dissolve until I look like Maggie Gyllenhaal in “Crazy Heart” when Jeff Bridges wipes a pool of sooty tears off her cheekbone with his…