Browsing All posts tagged under »Love«

“The Unemployed Days of Summer” #60

July 11, 2011


There’s something about living at home with your parents that adds an inordinate amount of weight to a pending job interview.  It becomes your everything.  Your key to the garden of hope – to the other side – where normal people live – where you can breathe easy and walk around in your underwear – where […]

“Oh NO They Didn’t” #55

June 7, 2011


Despite really wanting to be alone and perhaps enjoying a quiet romantic dinner for one, I not only run into Brian and his brother, but my parents on the way into Tsar’s Palace, the main dining room of the ship.  So, out of courtesy, we all dine together.  Not only is my father asking Brian […]

“A Little Action Never Hurt Nobody” #54

June 2, 2011


On the third day of the cruise, after calmly and intently spending some time in the ship’s café area with my journal and inner reflections, I went to the buffet for a late breakfast.  I was finally enjoying my own company and my own state of “aloneness” so much that there was a smile on […]

“Take A Risk” #49

April 30, 2011


Before I begin, I would like to address the questions posed to me by Kim, the funny, wise, and compassionate writer from FAST APPROACHING MIDDLE AGE  In response to my last post, she turned all of my interview questions on me.  So here are the answers: -At 8 years old I was very shy.  […]

“Class is in Session” #46

April 13, 2011


I was late to my first community writing class at the Comsewogue Public Library.  As you may have imagined, it was because my father needed to stop at Walmart first for a little swindling action.  Priorities are priorities.  I was lucky he was even doing me the grandiose favor of chauffeuring me to my ‘waste […]

“The Little Engine That Could” #44

April 6, 2011


Now that I’m living with my parents, I’m no longer just living for myself.  I have my mother’s pride and reputation to think about.  So when she volunteer’s my services to her neighbor who needs a babysitter, I try to step forth in the best light possible.  I certainly could use the money, but I’ve […]

“In My Head, In My Heart” #42

April 1, 2011


My brother and sister left on Sunday.  Despite the stress that’s caused from having everyone around, a bizarre melancholy takes its place when they’re gone. I found myself alone in my room embodying a peculiar silence.  My parents went to the library for a talk on “Long Island Folklore” (it’s free).  This peculiar silence followed […]

“Hookah or Hooker?” #40

March 24, 2011


His name is Mohammed, but we’ll call him Habib for these purposes.  When he pulls up in his Silver Mercedes, my mother is telling me that I should let him pay for everything.  “He makes money, you don’t.  And don’t, you know, hmm hmm hmm.” “What do you mean, Mom?” “You know, hmm hmm hmm,” […]

“A Bad Piece of Fish” #39

March 22, 2011


My father decided he wanted to use his coupons for a Japanese/Chinese fusion buffet in Lake Grove.  I expressed my concern over a place that would only charge five dollars for lunch, doubting it could be any good.  My mother said I should stop complaining and open my eyes to specials and spending less.  So, […]