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I’m here thinking of Christmases I can’t help but to remember, like war wounds, when it rains. Before I turn them into sci-fi, let me say, my mother loved the holidays. She was Mrs. Claus, with a spaghetti strainer in … Continue reading
I used to be quite the femme fatale, though no longer, having retired my phone number like an all-star who plays no more. When I hit, I’d say, 58, I no longer had an interest in being the seductress, though … Continue reading
It’s Sunday at 11 a.m. I’ve never been here quite this early. Okay, that’s not exactly true. There was that fella from Wales. So, I’ll change that to, not in a long time. I popped in after going to the … Continue reading
What a dismal expression meaning, abstaining from alcohol, and guess, that’s the point. Sobering up is never pleasant. I decided I’ve been drinking too much, and alone, which is never smart. You’re better off going out having cocktails even if … Continue reading
It’s hot on the avenue, as I drag myself towards home, suddenly seeing the Carlyle’s awning waving the way your mom did when dinner was ready. Okay, maybe not mine, but yours I’ll bet. Should I g0 in and drop … Continue reading
I got an email from a friend who, after reading my last Carlye piece (https://athingirl.com/2016/02/19/, questioned my choice to drink whiskey. “I can’t believe you drink it,” she said. “I can’t believe you’re taking the time to ask me about … Continue reading
It’s Black Friday. I’m with my friends, Joanne and Camille ready to embark on a serious shopping spree. Joanne always thought Black Friday meant that any minute a minstrel show was about to commence. I shouldn’t laugh since I assumed … Continue reading