tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29902042411694863852012-02-16T20:29:47.104-08:00melodymaenoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990204241169486385.post-62358624937807532622009-01-08T20:47:00.000-08:002009-01-08T21:03:13.055-08:00Christmas is over and as light fixtures are taken down around us, overpriced kitchen accessories are marked seventy-five percent off. I browsed through the various types of ceramic mugs as my friend ordered in her native tongue.<br /><br />"I would like a venti non-fat caramel macchiato..."<br /><br />After ordering tea, I joined her on strategically placed green chairs that reminded me of a love making den of a hippie.<br />She stretched her arms and sighed.<br /><br />"People are always complaining about how Starbucks is so trendy. But they do have comfortable couches."<br /><br />We talked for hours. As we always do.<br /><br />But today was different. <br /><br />"We're growing up."<br /><br />Car payments. Graduate School. Boys. Men. Work. Literature.<br />But there was more in the mix then our usual brew.<br /><br />All of our plans were turning into actions.<br />Turns out that growing up is a huge relief.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2990204241169486385-6235862493780753262?l=yourmomreadsthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melodymaenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990204241169486385.post-72918401819897308122009-01-06T19:20:00.000-08:002009-01-06T19:31:52.377-08:00Gingerly, I spread the green goop that my mother gave me on my face.<br />This serum - elixer - tool is supposed to help fight off the battle field occuring on my face. <br />These fleshy mountains - <br />which occasionally reach a height that can hold white caps-<br />have invaded my face. Rather than hide these unwanted landscapes, my mother wants me to fight. Nightly, she calls in to check up on the status of the battle.<br />Forget the territory around it. <br />Is it working?<br />Is the overpriced brand name on your face working?<br />Is the by-appointment-only ointment of the gods fulfilling the task at hand?<br /><br />Not really, Mom.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2990204241169486385-7291840181989730812?l=yourmomreadsthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>melodymaenoreply@blogger.com0