It's always here for you. Remember that. Happy Tuesday, y'all. Onwards.
Autumn Promises. (#3)
Dear Autumn, I promise not to blame you for not being the traditional you in a state where it's summer year-round. It's not your fault that heat lives in every tiny corner in this lone star state. (And I've been promised at least 70-degree days, even if the leaves won't wholly turn, so I'll take it.) …
smile. (😒)
"Smile!" I've heard it most of my life. And if you have a resting fierce face like me, you've heard it, too. Strangers, random folks--they all seem to take pleasure in viewing our stony features and commanding us to break into grins. Like me, do you want to push said people over to the ground …
storm warning.
Last night, it rained. Hard. Let me tell about the rain in Texas (rather than the rain in Spain; you're welcome). When I first moved here a whopping seven months ago--time truly flies--my friends hardly spoke about the heat. The heat didn't require discussion. I knew that the sun would be vengeful, punishing me for something …
it’s morning…
Curious about how This Square Peg energizes for the day? *Or whether she actually gets energized for the day? Read about my morning routine below... My alarm is set for 6AM. I turn it off and then sleep until 630AM. It is what it is. After the usual morning things, I hop into a scalding hot shower …
Discoveries. (Or, Eureka, We Keep Finding Her.)
We never stop growing and learning about ourselves, do we? Below are some of the things I've realized about myself lately, because I'm all about epiphanies, epiphanies, epiphanies...anyway, read on, s'il vous plait. Discovery: I receive a special kind of joy from unsubscribing to the abundance of emails that clog my various inboxes. There's nothing like …
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rant? what rant?
You guys. When ladies change their hair, here's the thing: their faces stay the same. I can't count how many times it's happened to me. It even happened today. Meeting people that I've met before and noting their obvious confusion based on a lazy lack of recognition. But we know each other, sir/madam. We laughed. …
On Smart Cookies.
Let's celebrate this Throwback Thursday with a 'lil story/psychoanalysis/discussion/boatloadof unanswerable questions, shall we? I'll start by saying this: I'm a smart cookie. No shade or ego. I simply own my intelligence. And if you haven't done the same thing, please do. You're not walking around telling perfect strangers that you know it all. You're just …
Questions for This Square Peg.
Are you somehow impervious to injury? Is that why there are no band-aids in your house, which caused you to fashion a toilet paper tourniquet when you cut yourself shaving last night? Why do you think vengeful thoughts when people you smile at don't smile back? You totally pretended he wasn't there, didn't you? Why …
Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee.Â
I'll begin by reminding you, my dear reader, that I stopped drinking coffee in 2008. (See the story about the drums here.) This doesn't mean that I don't long for it like I long for the key to our villa. In fact, I miss that warmth and aroma like crazy. I've been guilty of sitting …
This Square Peg. 