26. Married. Dog owner. Southern Virginia dwelling.
I like pretty things, baked goods, and books.
You can call me Madame Empress of the Universe.
If I was single, I’d spend all my mans-hunting time wandering around a home improvement store. I was in Lowe’s sans husband for twenty minutes today and I had 5 different men (employees and non-employees) at my beck and call.
I didn’t need to fetch my own cart.
I certainly didn’t push the damn thing.
I didn’t need to load my own car (I curl twenties [30DS reference anyone?] I think I can load a piece of plywood into my station wagon. But, if Magic Mike wants to do it for me who am I to stop him?)
michael dell, university of texas commencement address, 2003
I love Modcloth because I think my body is built for vintage dresses, but their prices have gotten insane. $150 for cotton? No thank you.
Internet, where do you find your vintage inspired pieces?
- Plants. All the plants. Everything is blooming and I’m so excited that we didn’t kill our plant babies.
- Possible work related bad news that’s just wishy washy enough to make me crazy.
- Weight training. Running. Trying to walk the balance beam between my feminist ideals of rawr, all ladies are beauty all the time, working on my fitness and hating how I look in piece and particulate. I think the best thing about working out is that it’s at least one hour a day I don’t despise what I see in the mirror. As long as I can see the muscles moving I’m ok. That’s not fishing, that’s just my life.
- Taking a scary stab in the dark at a job that sounds cool. No response yet, but we’ll see.
- Three poems accepted this week. Banner.
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Ya’ll Missed This. Sorry.
We don’t deserve them.
I read this to Zach and he said, “That’s not what the Bruno would say. He’d say ‘I have to pee. Give me food.’”
Poetry people are the best people
Tim Seibles introduced me at the reading tonight. He called me a tropical front and a rock star.
It was pretty cool.
He’s super amazing and talented and he was up there talking nice about me like it ain’t no thing.
My favorite thing about poetry is the community. When I email my favorite poets, they email me back. They teach workshops. They follow me on twitter. It’s so cool to me that they are so accessible and friendly.
And you know what? Hampton Roads is overflowing with talent. I am never not impressed at a reading. I am so lucky to have found my writer tribe.